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First Blood
Hatred,
That's all I could ever feel,
I've always wanted to kill him,
Johnny,
I will be the last thing you see,
You will be my first blood,
It was simple,
Have him and my girlfriend in a crash,
All i did was send a junk car into the road,
Send them swearving,
As they were knocked out slowly dying I walked,
It was dark,
The cell phones where into bits,
I grabbed a shard of broken glass and approached the boy,
I kneeled and ripped his clothes,
Slowly saying,
"No one will ever find you.."
As I clenched the shard I started to cut quickly,
But rough,
One ball,
Two balls,
As I could hear him scream all I could do was smile,
Looking to the side to see my cheating girlfriend,
As I jab into his face I feel the blood splatter onto my face,
I take two steps approaching the girl,
She asks,
"Why?"
As I pull the shard up I can only think,
No Mercy,
I slice her open and jab every organ in sight,
Laughing maniacly,
As the dead bodies start to rot,
I take them with,
Down to the hidden sanctuary that I worship him,
I lie the bodies down around the candles,
"Please my dark lord, take my first blood as the start of a new life,
A new beggining, to worship you."
My first blood and a new beggining.
That's all I could ever feel,
I've always wanted to kill him,
Johnny,
I will be the last thing you see,
You will be my first blood,
It was simple,
Have him and my girlfriend in a crash,
All i did was send a junk car into the road,
Send them swearving,
As they were knocked out slowly dying I walked,
It was dark,
The cell phones where into bits,
I grabbed a shard of broken glass and approached the boy,
I kneeled and ripped his clothes,
Slowly saying,
"No one will ever find you.."
As I clenched the shard I started to cut quickly,
But rough,
One ball,
Two balls,
As I could hear him scream all I could do was smile,
Looking to the side to see my cheating girlfriend,
As I jab into his face I feel the blood splatter onto my face,
I take two steps approaching the girl,
She asks,
"Why?"
As I pull the shard up I can only think,
No Mercy,
I slice her open and jab every organ in sight,
Laughing maniacly,
As the dead bodies start to rot,
I take them with,
Down to the hidden sanctuary that I worship him,
I lie the bodies down around the candles,
"Please my dark lord, take my first blood as the start of a new life,
A new beggining, to worship you."
My first blood and a new beggining.
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