Texty: The Black Dahlia Murder. I Worship Only What You Bleed.

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Oh, it's flowing through me, combusting with contempt. Rationality abandoning, chemically led astray. Stepping outside the confines of the circle. Bane of society become. I'm about to cross the line and take a life. Nothing can stop me now.

Murderous functioning, the animal within me speaks. Nothing but blood could satisfy these carnal needs. I am your master, superior I reign. Poised just above you on this death-distorted chain.

[Solo]

The need to kill transcends temptation. I'm sick and in need of blood. Withdrawals haunt me, taunt me, sickly baiting. My needs can never be undone.

Murderous functioning, the animal within me speaks. Nothing but blood could satisfy these carnal needs.

I am your shepherd cloaked in obscenity. Heed these sickening words: I worship only what you bleed.

I am your master, superior I reign. Poised just above you on this death-distorted chain