Disturbing Mentality

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I paint the ground bright red with blood from those I victimize
Merciless slashes and gashes with no remorse in my eyes
Relentless blows I deliver with force
Every cut of my knife never strays off course
I attack with a purpose, efficiency first
Just when you think the pain is over, is when it gets worse
A mindless attack, deaf and blind to the pleas
Delivering a sting worse then a billion killer bees
I’m a nightmare walking, a true to life thriller
A fiendish picture painted by the mind of a killer

Pain, you don’t know until you’ve felt it from me
I ravage society like a deadly disease
You can’t protect yourself from the havoc I wreak
I bring a wave of mass destruction just as plain as I speak
I have no heart, to set apart the rights from the wrongs
So I contribute to the death toll as the days roll along
Psychotic, demented, disturbed, I answer to all these names
I kill sons and fathers, mothers and daughters, to me it’s all the same
I’m a nightmare walking, a true to life thriller
A terrifying insight to the mind of a killer

How do I survive in this world, simple I just don’t care
Beat the face until it’s mush, piss on the body and leave it there
Unrelenting evil, I slit throats and drink the blood
I rip hearts out with my fingers then fill the cavity with mud
I’m not picky when I kill, anyone can be a victim
The thrill I get, is the look on their face, the moment that I split them
Harsh reality, is that nice guy next door, is really a ruthless villain
Decapitate entire families for Christmas while I hum “Tis the season”
I’m a nightmare walking a true to life thriller
Once you’re in, you can’t escape, the mind of a killer

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