This morbid state of mind,
Today, what will I find?
Death is my hobby,
Hell is my lobby,
I will sit here and wait,
Until Satan makes me hate,
My mind begins to dwell,
As I walk the halls of Hell,
My cuts begin to bleed,
While the hounds of hell begin to feed,
They let out their evil spew,
Now, I've become a demon to.
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