They Deserve To Die
Deep in my heart
This feeling is burned into my soul
I know my purpose
They all deserve to die
I worry not about their pathetic feelings
Why should I
Their blood will spill on the ground
Ten million bodies will be found
All died by my claws
Humans have so many flaws
Your skull as a trophy
Your mutilated body as a warning
Your soul as a reminder
Your blood as my drink
Your viscera as my diner
I'm immortal and your not
Should I be concerned about their screams
They will still die it seems
Mangle the bodies in a violent rage
Another life claimed at my disturbing stage
Torture would be fun
Let it all be done
Fuck you and your kind
We don't need your lives
All as worthless and the next
Slaughter all like cattle
Behold my destiny
I know my purpose
Deep in my heart
This feeling is burned into my soul
When I crave gore
I want more
When I crave blood
Your body will rot in the mud
You all deserve to die
Humans
So many
So little time
Humans
Such a bother
Such a pest
Humans
A disease
A parasitic please
Humans
So much to kill
So little time
Even my love has a limit
Nothing last forever
My name is Stitch
And I ain't fluffy anymore