Letter of a Killer

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Drip, drip, drop, drop

Blood I see, blood I taste

I can see the wounds

Blood coming out

Drip, drip, drop, drop

The sound is pleasant

The fatal wounds inflicted on you

Smelling blood flowing out

Like a vampire I can taste it all

Pray today, pray tomorrow, anyways you will be my pray

Chopping your head off

Shower of blood,  like a summer sprinkler during winter

Don't run in tears, don't hide

I'm the monster that will take your life

Breaking your soul, smashing your bones

Feeling your tendons snapping

Makes me feel alive

What can I say, blood is my delight

Full of it you are, my dessert walking to me

Call me Jack, I will ripe you apart

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 03, 2014 ⏰

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