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Hi there! I'm The Killeret! Run run run, make it way more fun! We're gonna be playing a lot, until I'm done. Blood stains on the walls, the ceiling, the floor, Oh gosh, time to paint a little more! Insane in the membrane, you can tell me! Just a repeated truth, told by many... Oh well, what the hell, time to do a little spell, "The Killeret's coming!" hearing loads of people yell! Killing people as a pastime is a line you cross that is bound to numb your mind, Being efficient in piling bodies is something I’m good at, come see mine! Filled with vigor and the lack of regret, I regret to inform you how I forget, Wait, what the hell did I just say? Well now it looks like I just got a regret. Everyone I see I say hi! No one is off the table about who is to die, Go ahead roll two, see what they land, wow! Now that's how you die! Criminal is an obtuse use of the word, how am I one, when I'm above the law. Keep a rules book on me, so I stay above it, joke so bad it makes you drop your jaw. I don't have to be good at joking when I got a knife and you got a neck, I would like to see your insides on the outside, what the heck?! Is that something I just said? Of course it is, now how about you bow your head? Respect is the pinnacle of an audience, how can one hear, if dead. Shakespeare coming out from death, to rant about how I misuse my breath, Taking the time to consider his words, I said "You don't know shit" and then I left! Flowing through words like water, and also the state in how I left your daughter, Bringing in lambs, actually people, but shh don't tell them, it's for a slaughter! A martyr to none, only a tool meant for harm and unfun, for others, Lemme know when you wanna become part of my religion as sisters or brothers. Losing a grip on reality sounds super cool, like being in a fantasy having a duel. Maybe I’ll get transported by a scientist and the world would lose me, so cruel! Is this a song, nah must be wrong, if it was it'd have a some way to sing along. All it's been is a rant that I've been going on and on about, huh? Ding dong. Oh! Someone's at the door! Coming down… Hey there, did you wait long? Well come on in, take off those shoes, I got some time to spare with you and your mom... Run run run, make it way more fun! We're gonna be playing a lot, until I'm done. Blood stains on the walls, the ceiling, the floor, Oh gosh, time to paint a little more! Insane in the membrane, you can tell me! Just a repeated truth, told by many... Oh well, what the hell, time to do a little spell, "The Killeret's coming!" hearing loads of people yell! Must be a masochist, the way you’re still here proves that much to me, So you don’t mind, if I pluck out those two eyes of yours, so you can’t see? Don’t worry, it’ll be painful, but you also won’t be to see all of the atrocities, That is about to unfold as I begin to make my way through this itty bitty city. “But you’re just one chick? What can you do?” Says the ignorant masses, Well I’m about to prove the army of one is a statement true, so put on your glasses. Rip and tear until it’s done, Doom Guy taught me how to have fun, Unlike demons from hell, people are a lot more squishy, they yell and run. A little psycho I guess, did you expect anything less from a gal who calls herself “The Killeret?” If you did, yes, I can confirm, you’re on the spectrum, as I am as well, don't forget. The only problem with most shows is all the filler, I’d much prefer a long drawn out thriller, So can we cut all the bull and just jump straight to the chase scene, Mister Miller? Washing my mouth out with soap sounds like a waste of soap, so I’ll have to say nope. Guess my words are gonna keep being dirty, you’ll have to figure out a way to cope. A master of disaster, your face I’m gonna plaster all over the walls, the ceiling, the floor, Oops, your face doesn’t stretch that much, guess I’ll go get some more! The crowd adores violence when it doesn’t involve them, always cheering or screaming. Don’t believe me? Go ahead, enter the ring, I’ll give you eternal dreaming. Dying isn’t a plan for this woman, she scans her surroundings all the time, So that’s why you’ll never get one up on me, so go ahead and try to make your cute rhyme. Twitching a bit as I begin to seethe and rage, but not actually, cause I actually find it funny. My world is full of blood, bodies, and laughter. A smile is always something I can give sonny. So come on in again, let’s hash out a great idea for a great plan, I’ll yet make you a stan. Who knows? Maybe you’ll get to live if you become a pawn for me, try it out man. Run run run, make it way more fun! We're gonna be playing a lot, until I'm done. Blood stains on the walls, the ceiling, the floor, Oh gosh, time to paint a little more! Insane in the membrane, you can tell me! Just a repeated truth, told by many... Oh well, what the hell, time to do a little spell, "The Killeret's coming!" hearing loads of people yell! I know we just met, but... Bye bye!