Connoisseur's Of Death Lyrics
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Connoisseur's Of Death Lyricsby Waking The Cadaver Buy album CD: Perverse Recollections Of A Necromangler My thoughts control me. i can't hold back any longer, i must commit these acts, my fantasies compel me, watching, stalking, waiting, planning this perfect crime. i have studied your surroundings for months now. i know exactly when to make my move, and exactly how i'm going to make my move. a perfect murder to me is all about strategy, so unaware as i stalk flawlessly, repeatedly in my dreams i have pulled this job. in front of the mirror as you prepare for sleep, this is when i sneak behind and put the barrel of the shotgun to your head, i like it when you see my face. a blow to the skull, i make sure your still alive. i only kill quick when necessary, but this is a score i must settle. now is when my fantasies come, so i reach for my blade inflicting this mutilation, slashing your face, stomping your body, i love to see you in such pain, for this pain is my extasy. suck the barrel, and look at me in the eye, do you think i really give a fuck about what i'm going to do? decapitated by 12 gauge slugs, i can't even recognize half your body anymore. your family will probably tell the authorities i'm a suspect, so i eliminated them before i eliminated you, dragging you to the basement, i place you with the rest, nude, in perverted positions with your loved ones. fiendishly i masturbate to the scene i have created, the investigators are going to be shocked. my payoff, my crime gets televised, overwhelmed with laughter as i realize, they'll never catch me
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