Pentagram Killa (Original Version)

[Verse 1: Insane Poetry]
I got these voices in my head telling me to kill a man violently
Writing a murder down in my pentagram diaries
Now I can see angels with halos sitting on my shoulder blades
Whispering not to do it numbing me like Novocain (Novocain)
Over on the other side that demon is scheming
Raging a war inside my head and yes, my skull is the colosseum
You've gotta see 'em go at it
Yes it tortures me morbidly mutilating each other until their corpses bleed (Yeah)
Is it angelic halos or is it devil horns?
The black Alister Crowley when ghetto metal's on
Should I see the Dalai Lama or practice Ramadan?
Read from my Holy Bible or the Necronomicon?
Blessed Son of God forgive me I have sinned
Had to skin a broad left her naked body in your synagogue
This what type of shit I'm on, religiously sacrifice
Your motherfucking family here on my kitchen floor

[Pre-Chorus: SCUM]
Cannot fight this urge to kidnap 'em and kill 'em
I keep having these crazy and dangerous thoughts
Whether I'm awake or at night when I'm dreaming
Thinking of ways that I'm gonna live out all my violent murderous plots

[Chorus: Insane Poetry & SCUM]
And would I kill her (kill her!)
I am a killer ( killer!)
I'm the serial killer (killer!)
I am the Pentagram Killer (killer!)
The whole scene I leave gruesome and grisly (grisly!)
Yes I am a killer (killer!)
I'm the serial killer (killer!)
I am the Pentagram Killer (killer!)
The whole scene I leave gruesome and grisly (grisly!)

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[Verse 2: SCUM & Insane Poetry]
I'm wanting to go to sleep at night but every time that I close my eyes
Reliving the murders I committed having to hear my victims' cries
I recognize their cut up faces being the one that cut 'em up
Then I wake up all sweaty reaching for my fucking cup
That's full of Jäger mixed with Nyquil and I down it
My life is full of sorrow so I gotta drown it
In medicine mixed with alcohol I do it all
And no withdrawal is worse than what I have to go through motherfuck it all
But every day I'm out looking for a victim
To carve a pentagram into when I killed and stripped them
Then I inflict them wounds upon they faces
So that the media can connect these murder cases
I leave no traces that can help ID me
They finding the corpses every day but never see me
Them naked mutilated bodies are a sight too see and while I'm waking up screaming in the middle of the fucking night

[Pre-Chorus: SCUM]
Cannot fight this urge to kidnap 'em and kill 'em
I keep having these crazy and dangerous thoughts
Whether I'm awake or at night when I'm dreaming
Thinking of ways that I'm gonna live out all my violent murderous plots

[Chorus: Insane Poetry & SCUM]
And would I kill her (kill her!)
I am a killer ( killer!)
I'm the serial killer (killer!)
I am the Pentagram Killer (killer!)
The whole scene I leave gruesome and grisly (grisly!)
Yes I am a killer (killer!)
I'm the serial killer (killer!)
I am the Pentagram Killer (killer!)
The whole scene I leave gruesome and grisly (grisly!)