My will is the law.
I feel the scent of innocence
And I know it's all about to fall.
Never repent or change, [x2]
Never submit or yield. [x2]
Trespassing holy ground,
Reveal your secrets.
Unlock these private boundaries.
I'll grant you one more dream.
Never repent or change, [x2]
Never submit or yield. [x2]
I have an urge to kill.
I have an urge to rise above my victim.
To see their life blood fade away.
I have an urge to feast upon the weak.
You're mine
Every goddamn time.
Crowbar my tool of trade.
Duct-tape and a six inch switchblade.
My love is a Stanley-knife.
My love is the fear in your eyes.
Never repent or change, [x2]
Never submit or yield. [x2]
I have an urge to kill.
I have an urge to rise above my victim.
To see their life blood fade away.
I have an urge to feast upon the weak.
You're mine
Every goddamn time.
[spoken]
You think you're safe in your suburban dreamscape.
Well, I could change all that...
I bide my time... You're such sweet meat...
I enter
You're screaming.
One gunshot
You're bleeding.
Dead silence
Relieves me.
You're open wide
To see me...
Never repent or change,
Never submit or yield.
I have an urge to kill.
I have an urge to rise above my victim.
To see their life blood fade away.
I have an urge to feast upon the weak.
You're mine
Every goddamn time.
Breaking in and entering, My will is the law. I feel the scent of innocence And I know it's all about to fall. Never repent or change, [x2] Never submit or yield. [x2] Trespassing holy ground, Reveal your secrets. Unlock these private boundaries. I'll grant you one more dream. Never repent or change, [x2] Never submit or yield. [x2] I have an urge to kill. I have an urge to rise above my victim. To see their life blood fade away. I have an urge to feast upon the weak. You're mine Every goddamn time. Crowbar my tool of trade. Duct-tape and a six inch switchblade. My love is a Stanley-knife. My love is the fear in your eyes. Never repent or change, [x2] Never submit or yield. [x2] I have an urge to kill. I have an urge to rise above my victim. To see their life blood fade away. I have an urge to feast upon the weak. You're mine Every goddamn time. [spoken] You think you're safe in your suburban dreamscape. Well, I could change all that... I bide my time... You're such sweet meat... I enter You're screaming. One gunshot You're bleeding. Dead silence Relieves me. You're open wide To see me... Never repent or change, Never submit or yield. I have an urge to kill. I have an urge to rise above my victim. To see their life blood fade away. I have an urge to feast upon the weak. You're mine Every goddamn time. Explain Request ×
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