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Psychopath, killing again

His dirty mind that can't controll takes possesion of him,

Walks through the night looking for the flesh that makes him hungry

Staring for new victims who can

Make; his; life; worth a

Gain his steps are silent for he's hunting a new treasure

His blood starts to boil and he can't handle all this preassure

And yells into the night ''I need to

Kill; Kill; Kill;

Ease; This; Pain;

I need to

Kill; Kill; Kill"

But is just a story of the night

But is just a story of the,

Schizophrenic, hearing your end

But deaf enoguh to not to hear your pleas for him to stop,

Reality, insanity, no matter what he sees , cause

The axe will rend inside of you to make; his; life, worth

Another day, another night, the time starts to chase him

the voice inside his head starts to tell him that he’s coming

and with a rope to choke starts to

"Kill; Kill; Kill;

Sucide; I'm going to

Kill; Kill; Kill"

But is just a story of the night

But is just a story of the

Blood flowing throguht the eyes

This hunger has been pleased

The voices start to ease

Reality or disease

''You, are, coming''

The gates of hell before me

The devil is approaching

''Your sentence is dictated

for your sins we have chosen, that

you, are, coming

you, are, coming

my, sentence, is, before me

YOU, ARE COMING, DOWN!