It's a pivotal moment
The crack of a bone
A yelp of pain
A drawn-out moan
Whenever I see her
Another one cracks
Each limb is cut off
With the swing of axe
I just wait for the moment
Where she chops off my head
Put an end to my torture
I'd much rather be dead
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