Blunt Force Trauma
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The madman sits inside his chamber, illumed by the waxing moon,
With no emotion his dead pan features, disguise his pending doom,
Hands so strong, they are made to crush, to wield with mighty blows,
These hammers are so used to blood, so many have been disposed.
Blunt! - Force! - Trauma!
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Blunt force trauma,
Blunt! - Force! - Trauma!
Blunt force trauma,
The need to kill, his only thought, as he sets out for the hunt
To eradicate and obliterate, to strike with primal grunt,
A victim found, a victim stalked, like a missile through the air,
His hammer slams into the head, blood splatters everywhere.
Blunt! - Force! - Trauma!
Blunt force trauma,
Blunt! - Force! - Trauma!
Blunt force trauma,
His sickened mind now satisfied at the carnage by his hands,
He relinquishes, now gratified but cannot understand,
His need to kill, to smash at will, his random act of death,
Mystified, he lives his life, and searches for the next.
Blunt! - Force! - Trauma!
Blunt force trauma,
Blunt! - Force! - Trauma!
Blunt force trauma,
Blunt! - Force!
Blunt force trauma,
Blunt! - Force!
Blunt force trauma.
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