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Supernatural Killer

Comming with a hatchet like hell spawn
Not like Todd McFarlane, hit you with my axe and spray your brain matter on the other fallen.

Bathing in your blood flaunting my wicked laughter while I hook your jaws together, cause I'm tired of their ghostly chatter.

Like Violator split these haters, news knows me as the Decimator.
Jason and Mike Myers know me as a monster and true murded maimer.

A nightmare with Freddy force feeding spaghetti split your gut with a sharp machete watching it rain like it poped confetti.

A murderous clown but I'm not from Deery, Pennywise scary, floating you all going to feed on you like a bowl of cherries.

Down to the butcher shop, bodies I chop, lopping your head, quarter you up, my hunger won't stop until of these haters drop.
Written by Chalklineoutline (Michael Parker)
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Author's Note
I love horror.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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