I'm a being of demonic force
With nothing else left to show
Keep running and don't look back
Before I decide not to let you go
My eyes see through your disguise
And will scorch through you soul
You really think you can take me on?
Believe me, heads will roll
I'll tear out your rotten intestines
And use them to hang your carcass
You don't want to mess with me right now
Or I'll bury you under the grass
Slice your throat, gouge out your eyes
I have many methods, take your pick
Choose your method of misery
Torture so sweet and sick
I'll gladly bury you, then dig you back up
Just to **** you once again
Once I'm finally done with you
Not even ashes will remain
So back off and quit while you're ahead
Or that head will be axed and dumped in the sea
I'm not one for you to pick fights with
This is my legacy of brutality
Apr 6, 2013
Apr 6, 2013 at 8:25 AM UTC
I'm a being of demonic force
With nothing else left to show
Keep running and don't look back
Before I decide not to let you go
My eyes see through your disguise
And will scorch through you soul
You really think you can take me on?
Believe me, heads will roll
I'll tear out your rotten intestines
And use them to hang your carcass
You don't want to mess with me right now
Or I'll bury you under the grass
Slice your throat, gouge out your eyes
I have many methods, take your pick
Choose your method of misery
Torture so sweet and sick
I'll gladly bury you, then dig you back up
Just to **** you once again
Once I'm finally done with you
Not even ashes will remain
So back off and quit while you're ahead
Or that head will be axed and dumped in the sea
I'm not one for you to pick fights with
This is my legacy of brutality
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