Suicide in gore
I am so tired of my filthy life
Obscenity has always been my way
Depraved thoughts often rounded my mind
But I am proud of what I did so far
I tasted it all. Any aberration
My sick mind was so unpure, I had no control
But in my life I?m not alone, I?ve my bloody love
Who shares my visions, my macabre lusts?
Blood... an axe... a gun... Gorespattered suicide
Necrophilia was so cold, necrophagia was...
The tasteless I could eat
Sadomasochistic sex was a children?s game...
I felt no more pain
So I decided to commit suicide
I thought about the goriest way to end with my life
I?ll shot my brains out with a gun in front of my girl
So in case I have no guts, she will chop my head off
Blood... an axe... a gun... Gorespattered suicide
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