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Good

Hey, I don't feel so
not right
Something's over me
What the is this?

Killer, intruder, man
If you see me coming, run as as you can
A blood thirsty who's stalking the street
I hack up my like pieces of meat

Blood thirsty demon, sinister
Bludgeonous slaughters, my deeds

My hammer's a cold of blood-lethal steel
I grin while you write with the pain that I
the hammer, I hack through their heads
Deviant defilers, you're next to be

I unleash my hammer with sadistic
Pounding, surrounding, through your head, yeah

Their bodies convulse, in agony and
I mangle faces, till no features remain
A blade for the butchering, I cut them to
First out the organs, then cut off the head

The remains of flesh now sop my feet
One more bloody massacre, the complete

I seek to dismember, a sadist
And, blood baths are my way of clean
I lurk in the alleys, wait for the
I no remorse for the blood that I spill

A merciless butcher who lives
I'm out to destroy you and I cut you down, cut you down

I see you and I'm for Black Friday

Killer, intruder, man
If you see me coming, run as as you can
A blood demon who's stalking the street
I hack up my victims pieces of meat

Blood thirsty demon, sinister
slaughters, my evil deeds
A merciless butcher who underground
I'm out to you and I will cut you down

Black Friday, paint the devil on the wall
It's Black Friday, paint the devil on the
It's Friday, paint the devil on the wall
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