To my victim´s families
You´ve finally caught your disease
You can have your moment of peace
Put an end to my venomous spree
You can call off your witchhunt
I did it for their betterment
We had a sense of community
In my busy fucking basement
Corpses stacked like cordwood
Fetch me your crucifix
Covered in their own bacteria
We would sing each other to sleep
I saw smiles inside their tearducts
I eat what I kill
Forraging for food
Fucking in their own shit
With a Malboro in my mouth
Cancer of the tongue
no more fingerprints
I guess I had it coming
Best laid plans of mice and men
Thwarted once again
they were the chosen ones
Sit in your justice chair
I feel your eyes, they burn
Send me to burn in hell
I hope you find your peace
Before you go you must be told
How they suffered in my home
The images and pain unfold
Their last moments were hell on earth
My mouth waters when recounting this story to you
Allowing you inside your loved ones pain
Close now to his kingdom
My hair burns my eyes can´t see
The heat scorches my flesh
The fall seems never to end |
