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Bone-Can

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Bone-Can

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Bone-Can

You wake up disoriented in the trunk

Lying there bound and Gagged

I hear you Panicking and trying to scream

Driving you to my shop

Trunk opened, lifted out and dragged inside

Butcher shop, hang you up

Cold torment, in the cooler and waiting to die

I prepare to cut you up

Trapped

You hang and wait, there is no escape

From the butcher

Took down from your hook on the cutting board you're put

Wait for the first cut

Remove the gag from your mouth, I want to hear the sound

of you screaming

Starting at your feet, strips of bloody meat

Thrown in the bone-can

Screaming as you're slaughtered by this Butcher

slicing you into bite-size pieces

Brutal torture your blood nearly drained out

Slaughtered Butchered Mangled meat in the bone can

Your stomach sliced open, gaping wound

I pull out Intestines

Your last sight -Your innards and organs removed from your gut

Discarded into the Bone can

You're dead now, Your bloody corpse lay silent and still

Dismembered. Dead eyes staring

Cleaver raised up In the air with finality

I take your head

Bring the cleaver down

Take your head off

Bloodlust has overcome my compassion for human beings

I've lost control of all my thoughts. My ears forever ringing

I'm past the point of no return. I'm past the point of reason

Cold calculation floods me, I declare it Killing season

Another and another and another - none can stop me

Relentless in my hunger and my urge to make your flesh bleed

I feel detachment as I stealth behind you and swing the club

I drag you to my car and pop the trunk and soon you will be meat

They won't catch me

I leave no trace of DNA to name my identity

I've been professional for years and I have killed a plenty

The fucking cops don't have a clue of what goes on in my room

The whores aren't missed much on the streets. They won't be noticed that soon

The Pigs are well fed in their pens when I bring out the bone-can

Libido rising as I start carving to fill it again

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