The buzz of the knife is music in my ears
the same machine..i've used for years
i can't help myself...
god knows i tried
since i was sixteen...i have the devil inside...
as i carve yet another slice of this life
she is moving...why
because i eat them alive
the machine still buzzing and doing it's thing
i'm almost finished...dismembering this pretty little thing
she's quiet now...all is fine
i'm eating her tongue...with a glass of wine
the law knows to well...i am compelled...
i will not stop..... till i am shot
when they find these corpses of mine....
they know the world is no longer fine..
to leave my mark...i take the tongue
pickle it in brine......
would you like one...?
i don't seek contrite....i have no right
my hunger for flesh...is no longer a fight
i am normal as defined by me...not a cell in this world..
will i ever be...
i will end it first...by my own hand..
i am the king...of my land...will make my own stand
oh here's another..been waiting for her
i saw her talking to a friend at work...my mouth started watering
what a tasty treat indeed....i will have it for dinner..you wait and see
garlic and onions and...oh i can't wait
to have her tongue on my dinner plate....
Apr 29, 2013
Apr 29, 2013 at 12:48 AM UTC
The buzz of the knife is music in my ears
the same machine..i've used for years
i can't help myself...
god knows i tried
since i was sixteen...i have the devil inside...
as i carve yet another slice of this life
she is moving...why
because i eat them alive
the machine still buzzing and doing it's thing
i'm almost finished...dismembering this pretty little thing
she's quiet now...all is fine
i'm eating her tongue...with a glass of wine
the law knows to well...i am compelled...
i will not stop..... till i am shot
when they find these corpses of mine....
they know the world is no longer fine..
to leave my mark...i take the tongue
pickle it in brine......
would you like one...?
i don't seek contrite....i have no right
my hunger for flesh...is no longer a fight
i am normal as defined by me...not a cell in this world..
will i ever be...
i will end it first...by my own hand..
i am the king...of my land...will make my own stand
oh here's another..been waiting for her
i saw her talking to a friend at work...my mouth started watering
what a tasty treat indeed....i will have it for dinner..you wait and see
garlic and onions and...oh i can't wait
to have her tongue on my dinner plate....
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