In the Eyes of the Murderer
Torture Machine
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In the early years of pain Created through me an anguish world Take away from me a normal life Growing in me, a brutal addiction The desire of killing, necrophilic pleassure A distorted mind By the memories of the past Now an inhuman being Breathe this life Inocents roam in the streets They don't know they're being selected For him they look like insects In the eyes of the murderer Death whispers an endless terror Hundred corpses buried and hidden Human members devoured by worms Spreading horror and mutilation... They found them skinless and dismembered Cannot wait for the next satisfaction And feel them suffering slowly They cannot stop this annihilation Growing in me, a brutal addiction The desire of killing, necrophilic pleassure Growing in me, a brutal addiction The desire of killing, necrophilic pleassure Growing in me, a brutal addiction The desire of killing, and putrefaction
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