I watch as this ink forms the words that I write It flows from the tip of this pen, black with spite As blood runs from deep it swells from inside Anger so pure and hate so divine Gazing through time as if present in mind I awaken each horror to tell me their crimes So eager to haunt me with boasts each in kind This is the tale that began this rhyme She slithers between the rope and razor This thing is eating its way from inside Her blackened mind knows she must be delivered On this day one of them must die Her dark shadow is the one that guides her The battles short and oh so sweet With glazened gaze she acquiesces to the slaughter Of this thing that beats inside so deep To the house of the Butcher Into the eyes of the Slayer Before the alter of the massacre Lay her. Flay her! The man behind the mask grins to greet her He is the one with the pitchblack soul With skilled hands he binds her to the cold chair Let the sacrifice begin Like a ritual he begins to spread her Invading her with the tools of his trade Should a daughter be slain for sins pleasure? Her first sensation is the kiss of acid pain Acid fills the darkness Of the stretched out womb Burning her flesh To the bone Enter the scalpel The first cut is made Separate her body Severed limb from limb To the house of the Butcher Into the eyes of the Slayer Before the alter of the massacre Lay her. Flay her! Another day of killing is over The Butcher slips into the night A morbid thought I feel taking over The words comeself defense by proxy There is a shadow stalking this butcher Get your scalpelsLets have some fun! His first awareness that hes what its after The cold steel of the barrel of the gun Acid fills his mouth Silent screams cannot be heard The machete draws first blood In this irony absurd The blade thirsts for more Limbs are hacked and hewn I sicken at such gore But then I am not like you The slaughter of the Butcher Deliverance of ten thousand An end of the massacre Preyed him. Slayed him! The slaughter of the Butcher Is this of Dark Design? Is this what God has in mind? Such a small price to pay!
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