Waking the Cadaver Type a Secretor Lyrics

The best part of waking up is a new night to capture,
Scaring piles of p____ meat awaiting my rapture.
pulsing, dripping, wet, warm, and here for my pleasure.
use and abuse
sleep, kill - repeat.

s___s and w____s. These filthy girls want me in their mouths.
I deny at first,
just to hear them burst, and beg for satisfaction,
I try and seem, to not know what they mean,
to create a type of distraction.
she grabbed my c___, so i grabbed my glock, and this s___s gotten fun
and she knows my d___ tastes so much sweeter when shes staring down the barrel of a full loaded gun.
oh my god babe,
i'm gonna blow!
in a few more ways than one,
my c___, my temper, and my urge to dismember,
all up in your face (along with my gun)
oh yes, fresh flesh, nailed up to the wall,
i skinned this b____ and removed her t__s,
then ravaged her gaping hole,
I am the Type A Secretor.
no trace.
no match.
no clues to follow.
and it will be harder for you than it was for her to realize,
and to swallow