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As I break from the confines of a prison cell

I long to shed more blood

In my arms is a large power drill

Through my victims' guts it will run

I long to spill

The blood of young girls

The drill bit it spins

Making quick work

Of all those who get in my way

My devious ways

Draw me right to

A slumber party where I will slay

Even I don't know why my sick mind compells me to do this

As I stalk young women to drill and kill it brings me such great bliss

My drill bit caked in flesh and blood from all those in my way

My perverted love for these young women will bring them down today

Drugs and gossip and drinks and such make their night full of thrills

Mark my words that before dawn these girls will all get drilled