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Forced Bloodlust

Legions of malice, march in my brain,
happy thoughts, so hard to obtain,
when there’s so much hate, consuming me,
my bloodlust, makes me see,
excruciating sodomy,
inflected on your family,
seeing them bleed, and scream in pain,
is my pleasure, am I insane?
I think not, I just feel rage,
escalating, to a new stage,
infiltrating, a war ridden heart,
this sadistic spawn, will tear me apart,
forcing me, to make my move,
something inhumane, so I can prove,
admirable, to the lord of my hell,
the one you created, for me to dwell...