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A violent moment

a mind confused

a kiss from my fist

after a lullaby

slap me in the face

it's payback time

A black cloud above your head

a skull tattooed to your neck

the grim reaper's your best friend

hello, how are you mr. death

Lying dead on your

pure white floor

blood pouring around

looking for more

Taste the blood of an innocent

this unforgettable feeling

bring it to me

You need your fix to get your kicks

do not try to resist

let it take you along and enjoy the show

In slow motion

figures are fading to the shadows