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HorrordementiaAll your mental shitAll your crazy ideas All the fucking crap That you put me through Wake me up in the night Shake me all awake Rant about a ghost It is here to kill you Seen it in your dreams It has chosen you Hungry for your blood And your pussy juices Now you scream and shake It is here to kill you It has found its way Into our reality Raving lunacy Oldfashioned moonsickness Pale as death It is in your veins In your ancestry your Mother she was mad Tore out all her hair Yet she still had it Necessary decency One day she was found Hanging from the ceiling Horrordementia I should probably put you Out of your misery How do you prefer it Do you have a favourite Do you want an audience That is easily fixed My father and brothers Always hated you They will gladly take Their seats to watch you hang Then the circle is nicely drawn in Full only have myself to blame Which I do every day Why did I take you After having seen your fits Srange convulsions Twitching when touched Claiming to be raped |