His Glory! That which is usually unseen...
A Sickness! Walking the path of the unclean...
Eat, sleep, kill, repeat!!
Phantom shooter in the wings of a balcony,
Waiting for his target, awaiting that fat belly,
Bulls-eye on his heart, red dot on his brain,
Twitch of his finger covers the audience in a red stain,
TWITCH, TWITCH, TWITCH!
Not a flinch from the stoic hiding, with eyes as black as coal,
Deliver me, from ecstasy, growing deep within my soul,
I wish I could play in his vitals, the way my sights had done,
Orgasm as the second shot ruptures his lung,
Clean my barrel as they clean up the "seen"
Into the darkness, I will never be clean
EAT, SLEEP, KILL, REPEAT!
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!
I am death and I'm knocking at your door,
I've been hired cuz you're a filty whore,
It's money for blood, and cash for a casket,
Grinning from ear to ear, Fuck, I can't even mask it!
Lust for blood, childhood of extreme hatered,
In this darkness, nothing is sacred
Phantom shooter, dwelling in the past,
Disturbed by the barrels blast,
Phantom shooter, crying in class,
Weeping for his pain...to pass..
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