By The_Macabre_DarkLord

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We can't seem to sleep, Sleepless nights will make you weep, These talking heads are talking their heads off,Kurt whispers that there is something in the way,Am I going crazy, no one will ever save me,

Barbed wire will seal your mouths shut,Bloody corpses are piled high in my hut,Guitar riffs pulls my black heart strings,Priests are preaching with the devil's choir, deep in hell your soul he brings,

What is the point of speaking if no one will listen,What is the point of writing if you hate your own creation,Blind my vision,Destroy my medulla and send my flesh on a permanent vacation,

Alice release these chains and feed my Frankenstien, Let Leatherface massively massacre your Valentine, Name your Vincent Price for an expensive thriller, Psycho Psychologist diagnosed this psychotic psychopath as a PSYCHO KILLER!