Hungry.
Let's get some Chinese.
Hot mustard in the eye.
Sweet 'n' sour ****.

Yum!

Drown into hot and sour soup.

Bleed.
The ghosts they scream bleed.
****** massacre in my head
Asking God "please! Can I be dead?"
All I see is red

******* these ghosts
They haunt me endlessly
Dousing me in ectoplasm
Yearning for nothing more than ******

Why?
I am nothing.
Why torture me?
Just end it all and gut me
Oozing out in pristine green
Lean mean dope fiend
The needle gleams

Ghastly past
Creepy present
**** the future

When i eat your heart
i will make you watch

Or at least your corpse will watch
You'll sit there across the table from me
in your prettiest dress and we'll have a civilized
dinner for once

Pulling back trigger
Releasing your brain matter
Releasing my smiles

When i **** you
     It will be hard

But then again
    ****** always arouses me

The way my jagged blade
penetrates your throat

First you release your veins juices

Then i release mine

I can't wait til you get here

You are ******* dead