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On the streets of disgrace spending time all alone

When met long ago you where up on a throne

Killing the weak to help strengthen man

A sick twisted mind with a sick twisted plan

Hiding the bodies disposal must wait

Left alone for now they will soon meet their fate

Evidence of deception but no scene of a crime

As darkness falls they will all burn alive

In the burn pit

Tears of blood you cry

In the burn pit

You know you soon shall die

Their all so weak falling in line

Like the Sheppard's flock all stepping in time

Lead them to the cliff and tell them to fly

As they fall to their death never questioning why

No longer afraid consumed by the fear

Life has been changed from now death in the air

Six feet from death paranoia runs deep

Let the bodies turn to ash as the souls slowly weep

I see, pain and death

You see, a world possessed

I live, and will kill again

You die, a means, to, an, end

Tied to the rack naked cold and alone

My psychotic mind stripping flesh from bone

Your pain and screams my senses on high

Uncontrollable rage in my mind you ask why

Nobody knows what I have done

My thoughts will betray me they have won

Laid in the pit you fuel the flames

Your flesh turns to ash only bones remain