| Thrust your razor nails into my chest and spin | |
| Sling blood in a circular pattern; the carcass is battered | |
| Rowing through a sea of savages, men left in ruin | |
| Is this what you would call torture growing into a man? | |
| ...Sling....Sling | |
| Into my flesh, she carved a hollow, heart will be raw | |
| Into my flesh, I search for something sweet just for your tongue | |
| She smiles with innocence, dancing with silence, feasting on every last inch of my pride | |
| Soulless, black eyes | |
| Shocking the mess that followed my dull knife | |
| Just a puddle, just a puddle of piss | |
| Shocking the mess that followed my dull knife | |
| Just a puddle, just a puddle of piss | |
| Starved me of the simplest things, it is of no cause | |
| I will do what need | |
| Cut the throat of the beast | |
| The color is unexpected | |
| Intriguing my throat | |
| Fill it up, down it goes | |
| Shocking the mess that followed my dull knife | |
| Just a puddle, just a puddle of piss | |
| Shocking the mess that followed my dull knife | |
| Just a puddle, just a puddle of piss |
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