One, Two, Three, Four…

One two three four,
Goes the clock before the bodies hit the floor.
One two three four,
I can’t take this anymore.
One two three four,
You wont live to see the sun rise anymore.
One two three four,
The knife covered in blood is now yours.
One two three four,
Goes your heart as you bleed out ferociously.
One two three four,
Dying you wish for nothing
than to see them once again.
One two three four,
Time to collect more bodies til life is no more!

  • Nastalgicphsyco

    How many niggars are in my store