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Murderer from the past
written by Genocide Reaper06:40 AM 12/8/04| The residual imagery is pineing. The soul of the worried wither, like a Rose in the desert. Does thou know what it dost take to combine the reasons and form a logic filled season? What else could arise from such blood shot eyes, but a serial killer, sheltered in the shadows. A name written in blood, a spree left carved upon several trees, through out time itself, the victims are remembered, just because of his brutal natured rythem. Once in the mist we was seen, sneaking out from behind the latrine, he walked miles far and wide, his blade has made incisions small and large. Yes his voice has never spoke. The point of his malevolence forever burning faster, inside the minds of those he burys deep, within a garden of seeds, yes, wicked known. Death trails not far behind his mask. He is the killer, from the past. His legacy forever, it shall last. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by maledeth (12-8-2004 - 06:48 AM)
| Bravo! History is where all the great ones will reside. Gacy the faggot, Gein the transvestite for extremists.
Dahmer...a man of hunger.....ANd Kemper...the great one....Beautiful....Sodomy and murder go hand in hand...don't they? So, in all this, where do you stand? |
by Genocide Reaper (12-8-2004 - 07:27 AM)
| I stand ont he side of Jack, and the Zodiac killer.. Though sodomy is sweet, just not when your doing it to dudes... Faggs disgust me. |
by maledeth (12-8-2004 - 08:11 AM)
| Yeah..the zodiac Killer Was agreat mystery...never caught...right? That's why California is the place for murderers! We are made untouchable. |
by Genocide Reaper (12-8-2004 - 10:11 AM)
| I think I'll move out there for a little while, rape and mutilate hookers. xD Want to pass me the scalpal? |
by maledeth (12-9-2004 - 06:46 AM)
| I'll pass you the bloody fucking sickle....it's all I hold..and we must improvise! Fuck them all! |
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