Day turns to night as I rise from my grave Black was the hole where I laid Stalking the city to seek out your blood I love when it showers from my blade Your body is so pretty but how will it look When my perverted lust is stilled No one to save you no parents or friends Because they've already got killed My only aim is to take many lives The more the better I feel My only pleasure is to hear many cries From those tortured by my steel The colour of your blood from your open body Is all I wanted to see Tasting the blood from your lips as you die Means satisfaction to me Pleasure to kill Hear my heartbeat as you see me upon you Tears in your eyes I do not care Listen now to the motor of my chainsaw Open your eyes don't be scared Look into my eyes do you see any love? The only thing is agony Now I can't wait to give you the good pain Die now and be free Now that my mission is done Your body forgotten has been killed I return to the cemetary And my bloodlust is filled My coffin is open for me I lay down and rest Nothing will set me free And so I kill until excess
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