bloody hell

I’m sick I need to taste blood.

I have this addiction that I can’t seem to stop.

You give me a contract to kill.

I will feel no remorse for what I done.

Too me it is all for just good fun.

Death is the game I play with you.

I toy with you like a cat would a mouse.

My fun is over your left lifeless hanging upside down

All of your blood is now all over me.

Who’s up next for my company?


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