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Nothing But ContemptDead set for murderBeen planning in detail How to end your life In the most vicious way Inventor of torture methods Obsessed by cruelty Tonight my dark imagination Will become your reality No Love Just genuine straight cut hate No Life Just fucking death Beautiful morbid visions Flash before my eyes Tonight I will celebrate your death And drink to your demise No Love Just genuine straight cut hate No Life Just fucking death. Escalation of insanity Climax of depravity Crescendo of brutality Stripped ftir all emotions except for hate I feel Nothing But Contempt for you Nothing But Contempt for you Hell bent for murder Spewing hate from every pore Burning up with infernal wrath From skin to ftjcking core By my hand youll die Your blood will be all mine to spill Oh Fuckl What an orgasmic thought I just can't wait to kill No love Just genuine straight cut hate No Life Just fucking death Escalation of insanity Climax of depravity Crescendo of brutality Stripped for all emotions, except for hate I feel Nothing But Contempt for you Nothing But Contempt for you Murder on my mind, whiskey on ray breath Soon you will be in my possession I've been waiting for this moment, longing for your death Hatred turned into obsession I'm compelled to kill, blinded by a burning Tremendous pandemonic urge To erase every single trace of you From the face of this stinking earth Nothing But Contempt for you Nothing But Contempt for you Nothing Nothing Nothing |