Killing

Shattering bones
tearing skin
expose vital organs
working within

Flowing blood
through the viens
nereves that tell you
to feel pain

Limp and grotesque, oh what a mess
killing makes me happy
hearing thier screams
living my dreams
makes my life less crappy

Blood smeared on walls
guts on the cieling
theird nerves go numb
and they're no longer feeling

But yet, they keep on screaming
staggering around like the eyeless fucks they are

and it pisses us off
so we cut off thier limbs
now they can't dance around
to there musical whims

Now they just lay there
because they can't move

and it's funny, so we laugh

ah, the joy of killing.