Torn, apart, her face,
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ripped from her fleshy skull,
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her scalp, degloved,
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what an horrific site,
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with inches from her life,
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and all that's left inside,
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confusion's in her mind,
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her luck's run out,
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Tormented cries coming from inside,
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ride with her into the state of...
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a brutal act but she did well,
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to tolerate the anguish of that night,
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the anguish of that night
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Torn, apart, her face,
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ripped from her fleshy skull,
|
her scalp, degloved,
|
what an horrific site,
|
with inches from her life,
|
and all that's left inside,
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confusion's in her mind,
|
her luck's run out.
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Pain
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| Berzerker |
