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Becoming
BECOMING
Memories of my flesh pressed against emptiness
This is where it all began came to terms with who I am
Your creation
Daddy taught me how to kill
Took me taught me everything bleeds
Gave me the tool that I would need Begin the homicide
Impatiently as I wait for my chance to mutilate
To sever flesh despite their pain embrace sweet death yet once again
A symphony of screams excites my soul and my will to be
I’m everything they thought I’d be my father’s son becoming me
My salvation
Now I’ll do it on my own
I’ll stalk I’ll kill their pain at will
The first one had to be the worst her children watched her die
Soon their screams are silenced
The only thing I’ve ever known is violence
But now I decide who breathes
It so brand new
If you see my eyes then
You’ll feel my blade as it goes inside and
With Each kill I’ll set them free
Becoming me
I love to watch them bleed
Confess Obsessed my thing peel flesh
The more I cut the more they scream
Don’t want to let them die
Soon their screams are silenced
The only thing I’ve ever known is violence
But now I decide who breathes
It so brand new
If you see my eyes then
You’ll feel my blade as it goes inside and
With Each kill I’ll set them free
Becoming me
Committing homicide for my father’s pride
Every time they die it’s all for you
Walk away but it’s just not me
It’s in my blood to stay it’s what I do
Every night I take a knife I take a lamb I take its life
Remove the flesh to hear it scream
And free the sins it hides beneath
So much more to do continue on until my job is through
That’s the way it’s got to be
It’s just me
Becoming me
Memories of my flesh pressed against emptiness
This is where it all began came to terms with who I am
Your creation
Daddy taught me how to kill
Took me taught me everything bleeds
Gave me the tool that I would need Begin the homicide
Impatiently as I wait for my chance to mutilate
To sever flesh despite their pain embrace sweet death yet once again
A symphony of screams excites my soul and my will to be
I’m everything they thought I’d be my father’s son becoming me
My salvation
Now I’ll do it on my own
I’ll stalk I’ll kill their pain at will
The first one had to be the worst her children watched her die
Soon their screams are silenced
The only thing I’ve ever known is violence
But now I decide who breathes
It so brand new
If you see my eyes then
You’ll feel my blade as it goes inside and
With Each kill I’ll set them free
Becoming me
I love to watch them bleed
Confess Obsessed my thing peel flesh
The more I cut the more they scream
Don’t want to let them die
Soon their screams are silenced
The only thing I’ve ever known is violence
But now I decide who breathes
It so brand new
If you see my eyes then
You’ll feel my blade as it goes inside and
With Each kill I’ll set them free
Becoming me
Committing homicide for my father’s pride
Every time they die it’s all for you
Walk away but it’s just not me
It’s in my blood to stay it’s what I do
Every night I take a knife I take a lamb I take its life
Remove the flesh to hear it scream
And free the sins it hides beneath
So much more to do continue on until my job is through
That’s the way it’s got to be
It’s just me
Becoming me
Published 14th Mar 2016
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