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Terror at a Mall
A building of happiness, a building to shop
a building where many lives will stop.
The echos of dreams and hope fill the hall
all just remnant memories, from this mall.
The echos of screams like from dreams
will destroy all hope so it seems
All the happiness,the love the laughter
was silenced with a ruthless clatter.
The echo of gunfire followed by screams
is this my fantasy, or my crazy fucking dream
All my love,my love for this stage
helps me go on a blood soaked rage.
Killing and killing everything in sight
cutting and stabbing with my knife
slashing and tearing your throat tonight
streams of blood, all over my knife
I am on a mission to end your life.
Bodies are dropping helplessly to the floor
I am going on a blood shedding war.
I stop this shit for a minute
only to see how rounds are still in it.
running and gunning through each store
a tyrannic blood lust to settle the score.
Sick,and twisted and much much more
now the only thing left is gore.
Bullets and tracers filled this mall
pushing through flesh and lodging into to walls.
In this day 5 remain
countless number have been slain
throughout my terror i still reign
showing my murders aren't just playful games
I am here to slaughter and maim
destroy your body, disgrace your name
The echoing calls from down hall
now reside,hiding; trapped in this mall
All I can hear is noise and clatter
that is the noise of piercing laughter
my name is Gragaith and this is the rapture.
a building where many lives will stop.
The echos of dreams and hope fill the hall
all just remnant memories, from this mall.
The echos of screams like from dreams
will destroy all hope so it seems
All the happiness,the love the laughter
was silenced with a ruthless clatter.
The echo of gunfire followed by screams
is this my fantasy, or my crazy fucking dream
All my love,my love for this stage
helps me go on a blood soaked rage.
Killing and killing everything in sight
cutting and stabbing with my knife
slashing and tearing your throat tonight
streams of blood, all over my knife
I am on a mission to end your life.
Bodies are dropping helplessly to the floor
I am going on a blood shedding war.
I stop this shit for a minute
only to see how rounds are still in it.
running and gunning through each store
a tyrannic blood lust to settle the score.
Sick,and twisted and much much more
now the only thing left is gore.
Bullets and tracers filled this mall
pushing through flesh and lodging into to walls.
In this day 5 remain
countless number have been slain
throughout my terror i still reign
showing my murders aren't just playful games
I am here to slaughter and maim
destroy your body, disgrace your name
The echoing calls from down hall
now reside,hiding; trapped in this mall
All I can hear is noise and clatter
that is the noise of piercing laughter
my name is Gragaith and this is the rapture.
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