Justin Terrell - True love

This is a bloody nightmare, this is an evil place
Horrifying images thrown into your face
I’ve ripped out your voice box so that you can’t scream
Now I’ll use your vocal chords to sing you to sleep

I love to hear you cry—I love to watch you die
I love you hear you scream—I love to watch you bleed
I love to hear you whimper with every breath you take
I love to dance along to your rigormortis shake
I love to watch the blood flow out from your throat
I love to watch you squirm as you lie there and choke

Murder is an art form and I’ve got the pen
If you ask me nicely, I’d do it all again
This is my fucking passion, and this is how it’s done
I know it might be wrong, but this is too much fun

Justin Terrell

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