Misfortune lyrics

Artist  : Abramelin 
Song : Misfortune



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 [Music: Aldridge, Lyrics: Dower]



Like cattle to the slaughter, he lures them to
their death

Morbid thoughts fill twisted mind, a crave for
tearing flesh.

Friendly face, a lollipop.

He traps them after school

Flat-chested, pretty six-year-old, the type that
makes him drool.

Lubricates his vile tool, child tied to the
bed

Rams his rod, the pelvis snaps, sheets stained
brown and red



[Ch]

Frustration tears his mind apart

The pain in his brain- Making him insane...



His tool shed hosts a magnitude of corpses torn
and scattered

Bloodied meat strewn on the floor from bodies
slashed and tattered.

Sickened brain, repulsive lusts, feeble bodies
torn apart

Finger paints, with body fluids, disgusting
abstract art.

Stark staring mad, re-enacting horrid dreams

Horrors of his mind-made reality

More than flesh and blood can bear, raging
uncontrolled

Feeble heartbeat drifts away, corpse lies still
and cold.