You have the bat and you beat me
Give me the bat and then we’ll see
You have the bat and you beat me
If I take the bat then I’ll be free
To beat you till your skin turns black
Your flesh apart, your bones to crack
To take away your only joy
One a girl two a boy
Give me the nails the teeth the fists
The tortured mind the damaged wrists
The fierce and frenzied morning kiss
Till night-time falls the static hiss
The fever and the failing will
Urge to kill. The will to kill.
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