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Back from the Dead

I am back
hahahaha here I stand,
dirt and mud all over my body
with knives in my hands.

Its time to get back
at the people who had done me in,
I've made my list
where should I begin.

Dave oh Dave
I told you you didn't have to speak,
its hard to talk shit now
your blood starts to leek.

How does it feel
to have the warmth of your own blood from head to toe,
my wrath on you just gets better
its turned into a sick show.

John why do you live
why didn't I revenge my mind,
your body hidden some place far
you are hard to find.

What changed in me
it must have been my eyes,
all I hear from everyone
is their screams and cries.

The sound of breaking bones
thrills my heart and soul,
the night becomes calm. quiet,
the chills running up your back is cool.

Aaron why do you think
that I would forget,
I am coming for you
all those times you will regret.

Last kill for the day
has got to be you Dillon,
you are who killed me
I  say thanks a million.

Now I know what I have to do
your family is first,
I will scare you and haunt you
until your heart has burst.

I'm not here for you shit
I wont deal with this any more,
I will be back to scream my name
to that I am sure.
Written by mynumber1 (Travis McMahan)
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