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Parole board hearing, another report

They say I’m fine, I huff a retort

Fuckers don’t listen, just want me out

Fine by me, sluts look out

Out on the streets

Feel the urge return

Hardware store, I never learn

Axe in my hand, feels good again

Down the gym and so I begin

I’m just a sick little bastard

Fucked up and just a disaster

A lust and a need for the hunt

She’s Snared with an axe to the cunt

Drag that carcass

to the car

Make my way

Back to the bar

Pick the next target

To attack

Buy her a drink,

Get her on her back

I’m just a sick little bastard

Fucked up and just a disaster

A lust and a need for the hunt

She’s Snared with an axe to the cunt

Make her feel like another achiever

But I have plans and just deceive her

She’s just going to freshen up

On her return, beaten to a pulp

I don’t care to much for her

These bitches never learn

I must turn her into mist

Face caved in with my clenched fist