ABORTED - A Murmur In Decrepit Wits lyrics
rate meMurmur - whisper to me<br />
Slithering fantasies of cleaning bones, lucid dreams<br />
Yearning to become real<br />
The luscious slitting of throats, what fantasy?<br />
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These fictions so corporal so obtuse<br />
Restricting me, frustrating me<br />
The fictions so morbid seem foretold<br />
Digging in the psyche<br />
<br />
No theory, no medication, no session<br />
Can she'd light upon the monster I am told to become<br />
No theory, no medication, obsession<br />
The smell of blood, the soothing of the pain mine<br />
A medical condition? No, merely purpose<br />
Decrepit wits in a mind mine<br />
<br />
These fictions so corporal so obtuse<br />
Restricting me, frustrating me<br />
The fictions so morbid seem foretold<br />
Release the rage in me<br />
<br />
Set in motion the first kill<br />
Adrenaline, rushing me<br />
The fictions so morbid fulfilled<br />
Release the real in me<br />
<br />
Swing the axe, hang the rope<br />
The tales of my coming painted in a spree of gore<br />
Do say your prayers, they shall be answered<br />
By the cutting of blades as your insides are drained<br />
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No longer murmurs - in thy decrepit wits<br />
A spree of murder - unleash my insanity<br />
Meticulous plan, the fruition of years of mental disorder<br />
A spree of terror, the canvas of decay<br />
Left behind for them to find, in perspicuity<br />
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Murmurs - whisper to me<br />
Slithering fantasies of cleaning bones, lucid dreams<br />
Yearning to become real<br />
The luscious slitting of throats, what fantasy?</
