Saturday morning,
Family day out
Knife in my shorts,
As I walk about
In the elevator,
Bitch see you later
In the kitchen isle
Face off with a grater
Screams all around me,
I keep stabbing
Panic ensues
I love this shit
A guy starts grabbing
Attempted stabbing
Weak attempt
To pacify
Sirens call out
Try to find a way out
Bodies piled up
Against the doors
Counterattack
Gone horribly wrong
I’ll see his life
Doesn’t last long
That will teach him
trying to his luck
I’ll take his eyes;
His wife I’ll fuck
Face smashed down on the tiles
jeans pulled down around her thighs
Rampant thrusting, muffled pleas
Sexual highs, such a tease
Little kid with mommy
In the corner playing dead
Rip him away, stamp on his head
Just got time to do one more
Mommy looking good,
Dressed like a whore…