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He took an axe And then attacked And away at his family He began to hack His dad wouldn't let him Listen to a hardcore band So here comes David With
Just call me Dr. Holmes I'd like to strip your bones But first I'm going to kill you Inside of my black hotel I'll gas you in your bedroom I'm going
I am - the embalmer And it's nice to meet you Now's my - chance to Get to know you better Now you're - lying There upon my table And it's - time to Prepare
Jociam Kroll - evil ole soul And an evil soul was he He killed young girls Cut off their buttocks Only the most succulent Meat he would eat
My favourite thing to do Is to dig bodies from the grave I'm sure that you can see That I'm sickening and crazed Walking through the graveyard With a
You are pronounced dead Due to a crushing blow to the head The reaper has passed his curse Lifeless body hauled away in a hearse Death is the reality
In a far away town many years ago There lived a man who caused much woe He'd murder young men and slice up the meat And sell to hungry town people to
Hey Laurie Dann where ya going With those guns in your hand? I'm going round to shoot young children I just can't cope with the world were in Hey Laurie
Simmons went crazy Murdered sixteen Fourteen of them family He killed them For the holidays Merry Christmas He gunned his family down His bullets were
He could tie a great knot as a kid Always had ropes in his hands Hanging himself in the attic His behaviour was quite erratic He had such a high IQ But
Coming to your house I'll make you scream Catch you all alone and Then you're dead I'm going to shatter All your dreams Filling you all full of Fear
You go to McDonald's To eat a hamburger The next thing you know It's time for your murder The McDonaldland killer Pops in by surprise Pumping his lead
My name is Patrick Purdy And I have a duty To kill as many children As I can So it's off to school Where I used to go With my AK-47 In my hands Patrick
The day he got bit by a rat He wanted to kill all the cats His hair it turned grey on that day He then grew a tail and some fangs He's not batman He
The Green River murderer He's still out there The authorities can't find him For the prostitutes slain by him Forty-eight and counting Dead prostitutes
I'll smash your fuckin' face It's such a fuckin' disgrace I'll kick it fuckin' in It's such a fuckin' sin I'll gouge your fuckin' eyes I'll make you
