I fell,
I dwell,
In the cell.

You cry,
You weep,
You never sleep.

I torture,
I hurt,
I keep you alert.

You try to escape,
But it’s too late,
I’m here.

I’m here,
That you should fear,
While you shed one tear.

I’ve come to kill,
I’ve come to steel.
What is rightfully mine,
Now it’s time.

Come with me,
Don’t want to here your plea,
I have come to rape,
For goodness sake.

Shut your mouth,
Don’t say a word,
Shut it now,
For the evil, you’ve stirred.

I cut you,
I burn you,
I hope your enjoying this,
As you cringe your fists.

God can’t help you,
No one can,
For I am the strongest man.

You yell,
But no one can tell,
It’s so funny,
And now you are my honey.

My wife you will be,
As I get the keys,
I put you in the trunk,
Your body is mine,
You little punk.

I drown you,
I pound you,
I hope you die,
This is so fun,
That I cannot lie.

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