Punish you for what you`ve done You better run for shelter Wrathful thinking has begun It`s time for helter-skelter Subliminal messages put into my brain And crammed into my head I catch a rush inflicting pain Well after victim screams no more A figment of my imagination Becomes this tragic ordeal I`ve done this to shock the nation I`m heartless you know how I must feel Carving away into this twisted figure So savagely yet so quietly I`ve drained the life from this wounded creature Carressing her body so violently Reassuring myself I gouged the baby From sharons bleeding womb Poor sharon tate and unborn child Forever to be entombed...
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