My Only Friend by Massacra
Evil seems to be endless
Just when we think we have discovered,
Heard and found out some
Infamie which is already off limits,
Again comes something
New even more scaring
Sometimes it's like we live in a world
That will surely break
Down under the pressure of modern life
Sinners breed like sickness,
People have no control over their
Most primary feelings
Any society that you build
Will have its own limits
Is murder like anything you take to
Once that you've decided on a killing,
First you make a stone out
Of your heart and if you find
That your hands are still willing,
Then you can turn mass murder into art
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