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Nameless Poem

1998-2000 White Spirit

 


Mind filled with greed, a selfish will
Take all my pleasure from every kill
Churning dead bodies, rupturing veins
Smearing my body with fragments of brains

Coming to life through meaningless death
Twisted foul murder my every breath

Cannot hide the pain I feel
Raping their bodies with torture and steel
Ill-gotten gains, the trophies I need
Each malignant act a misshapen deed

A charnel house in my victim's lair
Spraying life's fluids without any care

Staked out and cornered, the arms of the law
Biding my time then it's business once more
Wait for the moment, their time will soon come
Foul and twisted, no reason, their lives are undone




 

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