Threat Level No. 3-The Black Dahlia Murder
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TXT Threat Level No. 3-The Black Dahlia Murder 文本歌词
Threat Level No. 3 - The Black Dahlia Murder
Society I beg of thee
Open your hateful arms to me
For now I am just like you
You see my balls rattle in a jar
'Neath smiling mask remains a past
As I recant couldn't help but laugh
Was that really me who had sipped from the glass wrought
Of all pedophilic sin
Merely the calm thrust between the two most violent storms
Man's seen or a libido guillotined forevermore
They dangle bait right in my face
That once did make my heart so race
But hormonally my desire replaced
To quell all but the faintest roar
Merrily o mother let them play
The boogeyman he has gone away
The slender one who would make his prey
From the good little girls and boys
Come tempt the fates I do implore
For I am not he anymore
Subject to all parental scorn
Demon exiled
Threat level number three
A badge to my reign of depravity
If it's only my death that can set us all free
Then what is it we're waiting for
My crimes of sick lust they've secured me a space
In a man's most befeared and respected of place
In the home of the horned and his torturing flames
I deserve all of this and more
Thwarting the raping beast
That deep inside me sleeps
In a hope that this history will never repeat
My dick my gun now obsolete
Are we all here just grasping at straws
Is the devils will absolute is it stronger than laws
Can I walk freely down darkened streets that I've stalked
Is there truly a hope left for me
Down her leg blood trickled
I remember her every breath
Chemically castrated
Normality is mandated for now
Leaden the weight of this arms they could not bear
Gonadal atrophy a product of their care
Reclusive enemy inside me he dwells
Guilt swells abysmally unequaled my hells
Society I truly beg of thee
I should remain behind silver lock and key
Feeling the rip of young tissues round my meat
Now a fading dream to this pitch blackened sheep
Threat level number three
A badge to my reign of depravity
If it's only my death that can set us all free
Then what is it we re waiting for
My crimes of sick lust they ve secured me a space
In a man s most befeared and respected of place
In the home of the horned and his torturing flames
I deserve all of this and more
Thwarting the raping beast
That deep inside me sleeps
In a hope that this history will never repeat
My dick my gun now obsolete
Are we all here just grasping at straws
The devils will absolute is it stronger than laws
Can I walk freely down darkened streets that I'v stalked
Is there truly a hope that is left for poor pathetic f**king me
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（2015-09-18）