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Heartless
Watching person after person die. Their blood drips off my blade.
Cut after cut stab after stab. Oh the blood that stains my very existence
Their screams are what fuel my lust for agony. Watching them run as i hunt them down
Blood is what covers my hand. My hands are red
No one can stop me from killing. Innocent people would be wise to run from my heartless ambitions
Cut after cut stab after stab. Oh the blood that stains my very existence
Their screams are what fuel my lust for agony. Watching them run as i hunt them down
Blood is what covers my hand. My hands are red
No one can stop me from killing. Innocent people would be wise to run from my heartless ambitions
Published 6th Aug 2014
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