Patrick Tincher - Dripping Blood

Do you know what your entrails look like
Well you will soon find out
I already know, I'm going to cut you open
With a rusty spoon
Blood dripping from my now filthy hands
Pulling the never ending rope of life
Right our of your trunk
Until the light leaves your eyes

Patrick Tincher

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