House Of Dead
by KJ Abyzz
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Where I live be house of dead.
You step one foot in and off with your head.
A quick slice you won't feel a thing.
Until your blood starts curdling.
Your girl screams and tries to run.
The door shuts quick, time for fun.
She trapped inside the house of mine.
She be lookin oh so fine.
Tight little shirt, short lil skirt.
Now it's my turn to make her squirt.
She teased me at school.
Cause she thought she was cool.
Now she awaits her fate.
As the clock strikes at eight.
She hears footsteps in the distance.
I don't try to be quiet as I want you to fear my existence.
I get closer she tries to run, but there's no way to go.
I come up behind her and whisper in her ear.. "hello hoe".
She quickly feels panic and her heart starts to race.
She turns around but doesn't see my face.
The next thing she feels is wetness on her thighs.
Followed hearin "it's almost ready for her surprise".
Her cloths get cut off via knife.
She's now fully exposed for the rest of her life.
As she will pay for her sins.
Watch this game as I'm about to win.
Just when she thinks everything is fine.
I have told her she has ran out of time.
The knife goes in and slices her in half.
As blood runs down her calf.
She will now be part of the house.
HOUSE OF DEAD.
- KJ Abyzz -
Silver Dragon Publishing