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Punish you for what you've done
You better run for shelter
Wrathful thinking has begun
It's time for helter-skelter

Subliminal messages put into my brain
And crammed into my head
I catch a rush inflicting pain
Well after victim screams no more

A figment of my imagination
Becomes this tragic ordeal
I've done this to shock the nation
I'm heartless you know how I must feel


Carving away into this twisted figure
So savagely yet so quietly
I've drained the life from this wounded creature
Carressing her body so violently

Reassuring myself I gouged the baby
From sharons bleeding womb
Poor sharon tate and unborn child
Forever to be entombed