I can see the blood splashed across the wall,
I can see your guilty face,
I grin knowing that I taught you well,
I see you’ve made great pace,
No matter how fucking hard,
We sautimize them in their rectum,
They still fucking think we’re kidding,
Always laughing while intoxicated on the rum,
Who knows one day we’ll chop off their cock,
Make them eat it knowing there’s no doubt,
Like bloody jack the ripper,
Who tore a woman’s bleeding vagina out,
I might just be filled with screaming insanity,
As I watch them twitch in pain,
Watch them pushing out their poo,
Would anyone call me sane? |
