Black Heart, Broken Soul:

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Cracked in pieces, led on the floor
Lost in a sea, No sign of any shore
Have no emotion, am a blank slate
Here's my soul, eat it off a dinner plate.

Cruel and wicked, I can be
Truth is pain doesn't matter to me
So scream and cry in extreme agony
My heart is cold, I've got no sympathy
Got a Child for me to kill
That innocent soul fits the bill.

Babies, Maidens or Men will all die
No one can stop me even if you try
Death the Reaper is passing on by
Let me tell you, I ain't a nice guy.

My soul is shattered and dammed.
I laugh in joy as you breathe your last
Weeping. Memories from the past
Crying. My lullaby for my slumber
Screaming. My call to battle number.

Blood,Flesh and bone.I use to carve my throne. A tortured soul who killed to be alone. Anarchy and Chaos is home.

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