CVRPSE
I AM A CORPSE,
I'M NOT A FRIEND I AM A REAL CURSE,
I'LL TURN YOUR LIFE INTO HELL BEFORE YOU EVEN HAVE TIME TO BLINK,
I HAVE NO PERSONAL MOTIVE, I JUST WANT YOU TO BLEED,
I'M ROLLING THE DICE IN MY HEAD,
THE SKULL FALLS OUT, SOON YOURS WILL BE BROKEN AND THEN YOU'LL BE DEAD,
YOU CAN'T KILL ME, I'M ALREADY DEAD,
MY SOUL IS LOST I'M EMPTY INSIDE I CANNOT BE SAD
PUT THE BARREL AGAINST MY TEMPLE AS IF YOU SUBDUE ME,
YOU ARE SO NAIVE AND INTERESTING, YOUR HANDS ARE NOT BLOODY,
I WON'T BE SURPRISED IF YOU HOLD THE GUN FOR THE FIRST TIME,
I'LL WATCH YOU SHOOT, YOU GET A HEART ATTACK FROM MY BRAIN
WHEN IT'LL FLY OUT OF MY SKULL RIGHT INTO YOUR FACE,
I'LL SEE YOUR FACE WHEN YOU'LL BE TERRIFIED,
MAKE NO MISTAKE, CHOOSE THE RIGHT WAY,
DON'T CALL ME CRAZY, YOU'RE A HYPOCRITE, I'M ALRIGHT,
YOU CAN'T GET ENOUGH BLOOD, CAN YOU?
YOU DIDN'T PUT ANY IMPRESSION ON ME,
YOU BETTER DROWN YOURSELF IN THE SEA,
I HEAR VOICES IN MY HEAD FOR A WEEK,
THE DEVIL DID NOT HELP ME,
I BECAME UNCONTROLLABLE, OR RATHER THE ONE YOU SEE,
MY DEATH WILL NOT BE FROM OLD AGE, BUT FROM BOREDOM
THE FUNNIEST THING IS THAT I FOUND MY ROOMMATE HANGED IN HIS ROOM,
HE WAS TIRED OF THE SCREAMS IN MY ROOM OF THE VICTIMS I TORTURED AND OF ALL THE GLOOM,
Okay, I went into cruel,
THIS TOPIC DRIVES ME SO CRAZY I CAN'T STOP DESCRIBING IT,
I FEEL LIKE I'M ON TOP OF A MOUNTAIN,
I CAN'T COUNT HOW MANY DEMONS ARE IN MY BODY AND HOW MANY VIOLENT MEMORIES ARE IN MY BRAIN,
BLOOD FLOWS FROM MY NOSE, SOON IT'LL FLOW FROM MY EARS,
I KNOW WHAT'S IN YOUR HEAD AND KNOW ALL YOUR FEARS,
YOU ARE AFRAID OF CORPSES, AND MORE PRECISELY ME,
DON'T BE AFRAID, YOU'RE FORGIVEN FOR ALL SINS
I'M LIKE AN SCP OBJECT,
MY FACE WITH SCARS AND CUTS TERRIFIES YOU, DOESN'T IT?
RUN AWAY FROM ME,
THERE IS A PATH AHEAD, GLASS ON THE FLOOR THAT WILL CUT YOUR FEET,
THIS IS A GAME, I'M THE SAW, I WILL WATCH YOUR ATTEMPTS TO ESCAPE FROM DEATH,
THE TRAP ON YOUR HEAD WILL CRUSH YOUR HEAD ANYWAY,
THIS IS A STREAM OF SADISM AND PAIN THAT WILL FLOW FOREVER,
I'LL NEVER BE SATURATED WITH MISERY, NEVER,
MY FANTASY AND COMMON SENSE COULD NEVER EXIST TOGETHER
I'M NOT A FRIEND I AM A REAL CURSE,
I'LL TURN YOUR LIFE INTO HELL BEFORE YOU EVEN HAVE TIME TO BLINK,
I HAVE NO PERSONAL MOTIVE, I JUST WANT YOU TO BLEED,
I'M ROLLING THE DICE IN MY HEAD,
THE SKULL FALLS OUT, SOON YOURS WILL BE BROKEN AND THEN YOU'LL BE DEAD,
YOU CAN'T KILL ME, I'M ALREADY DEAD,
MY SOUL IS LOST I'M EMPTY INSIDE I CANNOT BE SAD
PUT THE BARREL AGAINST MY TEMPLE AS IF YOU SUBDUE ME,
YOU ARE SO NAIVE AND INTERESTING, YOUR HANDS ARE NOT BLOODY,
I WON'T BE SURPRISED IF YOU HOLD THE GUN FOR THE FIRST TIME,
I'LL WATCH YOU SHOOT, YOU GET A HEART ATTACK FROM MY BRAIN
WHEN IT'LL FLY OUT OF MY SKULL RIGHT INTO YOUR FACE,
I'LL SEE YOUR FACE WHEN YOU'LL BE TERRIFIED,
MAKE NO MISTAKE, CHOOSE THE RIGHT WAY,
DON'T CALL ME CRAZY, YOU'RE A HYPOCRITE, I'M ALRIGHT,
YOU CAN'T GET ENOUGH BLOOD, CAN YOU?
YOU DIDN'T PUT ANY IMPRESSION ON ME,
YOU BETTER DROWN YOURSELF IN THE SEA,
I HEAR VOICES IN MY HEAD FOR A WEEK,
THE DEVIL DID NOT HELP ME,
I BECAME UNCONTROLLABLE, OR RATHER THE ONE YOU SEE,
MY DEATH WILL NOT BE FROM OLD AGE, BUT FROM BOREDOM
THE FUNNIEST THING IS THAT I FOUND MY ROOMMATE HANGED IN HIS ROOM,
HE WAS TIRED OF THE SCREAMS IN MY ROOM OF THE VICTIMS I TORTURED AND OF ALL THE GLOOM,
Okay, I went into cruel,
THIS TOPIC DRIVES ME SO CRAZY I CAN'T STOP DESCRIBING IT,
I FEEL LIKE I'M ON TOP OF A MOUNTAIN,
I CAN'T COUNT HOW MANY DEMONS ARE IN MY BODY AND HOW MANY VIOLENT MEMORIES ARE IN MY BRAIN,
BLOOD FLOWS FROM MY NOSE, SOON IT'LL FLOW FROM MY EARS,
I KNOW WHAT'S IN YOUR HEAD AND KNOW ALL YOUR FEARS,
YOU ARE AFRAID OF CORPSES, AND MORE PRECISELY ME,
DON'T BE AFRAID, YOU'RE FORGIVEN FOR ALL SINS
I'M LIKE AN SCP OBJECT,
MY FACE WITH SCARS AND CUTS TERRIFIES YOU, DOESN'T IT?
RUN AWAY FROM ME,
THERE IS A PATH AHEAD, GLASS ON THE FLOOR THAT WILL CUT YOUR FEET,
THIS IS A GAME, I'M THE SAW, I WILL WATCH YOUR ATTEMPTS TO ESCAPE FROM DEATH,
THE TRAP ON YOUR HEAD WILL CRUSH YOUR HEAD ANYWAY,
THIS IS A STREAM OF SADISM AND PAIN THAT WILL FLOW FOREVER,
I'LL NEVER BE SATURATED WITH MISERY, NEVER,
MY FANTASY AND COMMON SENSE COULD NEVER EXIST TOGETHER
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