Chopped, Sliced and Diced

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A practicing Christian Overriding passions for the Lord A member of the body of Christ Cut off as she prayer Left alone, with the devil in the house of god Was she slightly bored when she left For the rendezvous with the grave So late at night, why was she mailing A letter to a friend I have been chosen to do the disposin' Hunted, Stalked and Slain Baptized in blood, ritual sacrifice Hunted, Stalked and Slain Enjoying the chase - the easiest prey to hunt Adrenaline pumping - watching her look over Her shoulder in fear, stepping into the church Await the moment for the kill Arils turns around as she sees The beginning of the end Blasphemy at it's peak As he walks up to start the assault I have been chosen to do the disposin' Hunted, Stalked and Slain Baptized in blood, ritual sacrifice Hunted, Stalked and Slain A practicing christian Overriding passions for the Lord A member of the body of Christ Cut off as she prayer Left alone, with the devil in the house of god I have been chosen to do the disposin' Hunted, Stalked and Slain Baptized in blood, ritual sacrifice Hunted, Stalked and Slain I have been chosen to do the disposin' Hunted, Stalked and Slain Baptized in blood, ritual sacrifice Hunted, Stalked and Slain Hunted, Stalked and Slain

A nice old lady sits on her chair She looks so peaceful with her streaked white hair Her family is gone, her husband has died All this loneliness brings out her darkside She's the crotchety old bag that everyone knew When you played as a kid she'd yell names at you If you went by her house she would call the cops You hated her so much, you hoped she would drop Oh -- it's in your brain Oh -- you feel the pain Now that you're older a bit more mature You understand now that no one is so pure A little bit of evil inside any of us In some it's noticeable and actually a must Others you must search deep within their souls But with a little bit of prodding you bring out that troll It overflows goodside and corrupts you and me Trials and tribulations, we all go through them Sometimes they end up in death The good and evil fighting for the top When will we ever be free Torment -- torture The ongoing force to be seen Penance -- for whom The only way to know is who wins There is one other darkside that everyone can notice It's ever present and very hard to stop it The threat of destruction by one man's hand The instant annihilation of all man Yes, you guessed it, it's the big boom If it ever goes off the world will be our tomb So we live our lives day by day Hoping that the reaper will never ask us to pay

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 23, 2025

Headless body walks idly in despair In search of life Accident unfortunate for deceased Victim of the night Incision disconnecting the brain Pattern from the spinal cold Intelligence drained from the base of the skull Lingering emotions, sensation last The void now your future, yet life has just passed Execution's hooded head Chopping Block Blues Incriminating evidence Unbelieving souls of the almost dead Think of last words that might have been said Explicit danger mounts, wipe clean the slate Fall in tumbling motion, the basket awaits Monstrous steps seem enormous When at the top Peering forth keel down to the altar of death Adrenaline rushes towards the final peak Disgusting agony Cold steel slices through your neck Lingering emotions, sensation last The void now your future, yet life has just passed Execution's hooded head Chopping Block Blues Incriminating evidence Unbelieving souls of the almost dead Think of last words that might have been said Explicit danger mounts, wipe clean the slate Fall in tumbling motion, the basket awaits The outstretched necks of many around Primordial instincts fighting they stay alive Chained and shackled in dungeons underground Decapitation is the way that you must die Pieces of flesh swing loosely in the breeze Bits of something that once was life Eyes bulge out Brains being crushed Right through your face Then you will die! Watching through eyes that know The feeling of death The mind shrieks in pain endless period of time Slump heavily as one's head is Struck from their body Life as you know comes abruptly to a halt

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 23, 2025

Lunacy embedded deeply Watching all erratic behaviors Their distractions overwhelming Unseeing force, leads the enslaved Uncontrollable fits, no apparent reasoning Lingering madness from this ongoing nightmare An internal terror of the ancient disease Their minds imprisoned no freedom perceived Insanity is everywhere Hiding amongst the darkened shadows Enveloping their will with no resistance Lying dormant only when kept in check Tangling with the weak and stressed out cretins Subduing their malicious thoughts The driving insurgence holds briefly Only then, reluctant, sets will free The chemically imbalanced - for all to see Enchanted slaves - coming for you Psychopath scream - relentless tune How many will die - by these frantic outburst Hide where you can No one is to blame Good riddance to it all It's nature's mistake Unavoidably beginning wildly You try to move with caution Avoiding with solace a sign of change Disallow all knowledge of the factual impression Attempts fall inches from their goal Ruthless onslaught, enraged hatred Mad engorgement of living souls Entranced psychopath intently waiting Enviously obeying orders Asylums filled to capacity Overflow chaneled elsewhere No one perceived the painful march The death trek lasts for most a month The chemically imbalanced - on display Enchanted slaves - coming for you Apparent disarray - surprising ultimatum Population explosion - the entire world now cursed Hide where you can No one is to blame Good riddance to it all It's nature's mistake, mistake, mistake

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 23, 2025

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