A Sadist's Lullaby By EncryptionsOfZink

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Hush, little baby don't you cry,
I'm gonna buy you a mocking bird,
And if that mocking bird don't sing,
I'm gonna rip its throat out;
Douse it with gasoline;
Set it afire and watch it scream;
Watch it burn as you mourn;
Watch as it dies in its cage little one.

You've grown attached to that creature I hate,
You deserve to die with it;
And die you will I promise you;
Cause I'm a person who keeps their word.

So hush little baby don't you cry,
Cause I'm gonna buy you a diamond ring,
And if that diamond ring don't shine,
I'm gonna burn down the store it's from,
Watch the clerks run like mice and fry,
As they choke from the smoke inside.

Watch their skin turn black as night,
Blacker than a burn up bake inside,
When the cops come I'll be gone,
Prison is nowhere for me to be,
Cause they'll put me away for life,
And I wont be able to torture you.
So listen little baby don't you cry Cause I'm gonna get you a Billy goat,
I stole if from a farmer in a coat,
But got caught trying to cut his throat,
Couldn't resist the urge you see,
So I ended up in jail for a day.
Those little bastards can't keep me down.
So now I'm out and terrorizing town.

I haven't forgotten bout the Billy goat,
That I stole from the farmer in the coat,
So back to the farmer I went,
To get that Billy goat for you baby,
And a bran new coat for me as well,
I went to you school but you weren't there,
Something about a fire floating in the air,
So I went to your house and found you there,
Eased inside and gave you a scare.
Should've seen the way you looked when I did,
You cursed me out till you turned blue,
Take it easy and give it a rest,
No need to kill yourself to impress me.
You curse me some more till you turn red,
Already made up your mind bout me baby.
Give me one last chance you'll see,
You know you can't resist me,
With my charms and my psychopathic personality.

Gave you the goat with a red goatee.
Liked the way you smiled at me.
But the Billy goat didn't like,
The way you looked at me,
So it bit off your fingers as you tried to pet it,
And chased you down town for an hour baby You cursed me for another two hehe.

Remember what I said when I killed the bird,
You got run over by a speeding truck,
But I swear it wasn't me, who drove it over you,
Though I was in the truck as well.
But I swear it was the goat that drove it over you,
As I ate popcorn and watched you die.
I gotta admit your screams are like bliss.
Though I wish you didn't die so fast.

So now we gotta find another victim,
To torture as we have tortured you,
So hush little baby don't you cry,
I rather see you scream for your life,
Call me a manic if you please.
I take it as a compliment.