Bathory - Immaculate Pinetreeroad 930
Sixteen Years Of Age. The Suburb Sets The Scene.
Sixteen Years Of Rage Withheld And Concealed.
Doors Locked. Curtains Drawn. Rehearsals Begins.
Shadowed Figures Came At Night. The Hands Would
Be Weeping. This Kid Pretending He's Sleeping.
Preparations Made. The Axe Gets A Final Trim.
Immaculate Pinetreeroad #930
Clutch And Strike His Thighs. The Kid Would Not Even
Kept Within His Young Strained Mind All This Damn Time.
The Hate During Prayer At Supper And The Surpressed
Not A Hint At What Grew Steadily Inside.
At School. The Need To Be Able To Strike Back Grew.
Generating Emotions Functioning As Fuel
Memories Of Fingers Penetrating. Years Of Terror
When This Kid Walks Down His Parents Room.
Parts Of Bodies Found. The Blood Splattered All Around
The Result Of The Hate Unleashed. Just One Shot Was Heard.
Sixteen Years Of Rage To An End.
This Suburb Neighbourhood Disturbed. This Pained Mind
Immaculate Pinetreeroad #930has Found Peace. In The Backyard. Shotgun At His Side.
Difficult To Identify. Sixteen Years Of Age And Dead.
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