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Are you ready for the absolutely systematic death?
Or do you like to die dirty like the rest
Close your tired eyes, take your last breath
I promise this is going to be the ultimate gorefest
Sitting bored in your room, you don’t know what to do
You’re feeling sick cause you caught a bad flew
Suddenly you hear that someone else is here
You shiver with cold, you’re feeling fear
Then my voice appears - in your head
Now my words are the only you can get
I’m giving commands, oh yeah they’re cruel
The first one is “drink some fuel!”
The art of dying based on structures of death
A few easy steps along a short path
It happens so fast, your blood flows away
Believe it or not you are dying today
Then she did.. I don’t know why
The pain inside her chest made her cry
Raped an executed by two hundred millilitres
lying on the floor she's looking like a dying fetus
The next step to your final salvation
is called "kitchen knife masturbation"
stick it deep into the hole between your legs
the sharp blade destroys your machinery of eggs
And when you're dead I'll open the door
and walk over the blood coloured floor
Your time is over but the real art begins
God can you see my unforgivable sins?
Poor little girl don't worry about my touch
I think you have to know that I like you very much
I'm going to explore your inner sexuality
your whole body now belongs to me
The art of dying based on structures of death
A few easy steps along a short path
It happens so fast, your blood flows away
Believe it or not you are dying today today dying today you're dying today