Welcome to The Slaughter House...
This is where they slashed my daughters mouth
And brought her out with a water pouch
With all her blood pouring out
I vomitted from the disgusting scene
This is the worst destruction seen
This was too fucking mean
Why did those creatures do this shit to me
This slaughter house was the worst in history
Known to be haunted to the max
People that wander the tracks
Will never be brought back
They will be missing, tortured to yell
Burn you, leave you torched like hell
They are peeping through the area
They will never be scared of ya
Enter At Your Own Risk...
I was scheming revenge when i see them again
My anger is glowing, don't even need to pretend
Trying to grab the best shit, like pickin out seeds and stems
I'm grabbing the hammer, grabbing the knife and axe
I'm striking back, i was nervous despite the fact
That these things are weird looking, not even human
I remembered the puking, and thought over what i was doing
I was pursusing with the plot, don't care if I get stabbed or shot
But i grabbed the glock, and unhinged the pad lock
And stepped out of my shack in the woods where I hid
Walked down the path, trying to find the slaughterhouse
I finnally trotted out of the forest and arrived in the valley
Turned around, and stared at place where they killed my family
I stepped towards the house, up the stairs and opened the door
Smoke coming from the floor, i had no idea what was in store
It was dark, cob webs furfilled all the empty picture frames
Heard some crazy laughter echo through this wicked place
After all the scheming, i was gonna creep in while their sleepin
Boot their fucking teeth in, and leave them bleeding in their dreams and
Make them stop breathing for one and only fucking reason
They killed my daughter and brought her to me, how vicious
I opened the basement door, smelled like gross shit in kitchens
But i still silently stepped down the steps, holding onto my breath
Took a left and found a blood trail, finger prints and foot steps
Saw the weird looking people, almost waiting for me to arrive
They looked evil, I strived to deprive the weapons I provided
Grabbed the axe first, is what I decided, started swining furiously
They ducked and stabbed me, but it really didn't hurt me
They were blood thirsty, I threw it instead at one of their heads
It chopped it off, grabbed the hammer and slashed quickly
Automatically hitting him, he was my next victim stricly
I had to get my revenge for what they did, killed my kid
So I imbedded the hammer in his brain alot
Damaged his train of though, I had to make them stop
I took them down, blood stains on my shirt
And the gash they left me began to hurt
Blooding rushing down my stomach, I had to get out of here
So i ran up the stairs, but the door wasn't working
And looked down and around the corner i saw shadows lurking...
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