Whoville Massacre

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Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Fa la la la la la la la
La
It's that time of year of joy
All the girls and boys garner new toys
This time when I come into town
I won't be dressed as that fat clown
I will destroy you
I can't wait to see your face
While I stab it with a stake
My passion for vengeance
Is without dependence
Suppose stealing your presents wasn't enough
But this time there will be blood
I'll pave the way for you to your grave
Your crying eyes won't resist your demise
I won't be gentle
And take your heads for my prize
As I exclaim
Merry fucking Christmas
The time has come to test my toys
Grab the guns, the fun's not yet begun
I'm not gun dunning 'til I've won
You can't outrun this one
Even you, Cindy Lou Who
The Whos have no clue
Makin' my way down the hill
I will break you down
And f*ck your fucked up town
I'm wearing my crown
Oh all the Whos that will fall
The lights are shining bright
In the midst of the night
But not for long
Go f*ck yourselves
While I scream
Christmas is mine now, bitch
Now die
Eeya
Ned McDodd, Mayor of Whoville
Cause of death, mouth and nose stapled shut
Sally O'Malley, wife of Ned McDodd
Cause of death, brain extracted by hair, like a radish
JoJo McDodd, the quiet one
Cause of death, crushed by the elephant running amok
And Cindy Lou Who, lover of Christmas
Cause of death, eaten alive by Max, the dog
Merry Christmas, motherfuckers
All I see now is a peaceful life
May I reside my strife
Now the deed is done
I've had my fun
Enjoy your gifts
Bullets for everyone
What a compromise sheltered in disguise
Don't you hear the death knell?
For so long and farewell
Now my vision is clear
Same time next year?
With a Merry Christmas
And a Happy New Year
F*ck what have I done?
There's so much blood
They try to run
But there's no return
So much fun
Playing with their lives
I grab my guns
I kill for fun
They scream for help
But no one comes
They pray for God
But he is gone
They're all dead
I'm sick in my head
And next Christmas
You're next
You have been terminated
I am God

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