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I feel a murder
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The sound of the tearing of bloody flesh
An terrified scream raking my mind!
Oh the pain! oh the sin!
And yet il do it again and again!!!
I feel a murder feel a murder
Slam!
The door slams shut as you hide
Hoping that you wont be found you see my face and screech out loud!
A cackly heard and the sythe brought down!
I feel a murder feel a murder
The clock is ticking your blood is driping on the hardwood floor
The walls are painted red and your heads attatched to the door
Wheres the body! someone cries
I feel a murder feel a murder
You wake up and its all a dream
Then you hear your mother scream
You high tail it to the kitchen
And what do you find
THE CATS HEAD IS MISSING!?!?!
Was it all a dream?
The sound of the tearing of bloody flesh
An terrified scream raking my mind!
Oh the pain! oh the sin!
And yet il do it again and again!!!
I feel a murder feel a murder
Slam!
The door slams shut as you hide
Hoping that you wont be found you see my face and screech out loud!
A cackly heard and the sythe brought down!
I feel a murder feel a murder
The clock is ticking your blood is driping on the hardwood floor
The walls are painted red and your heads attatched to the door
Wheres the body! someone cries
I feel a murder feel a murder
You wake up and its all a dream
Then you hear your mother scream
You high tail it to the kitchen
And what do you find
THE CATS HEAD IS MISSING!?!?!
Was it all a dream?
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