Kill my victims With a knife, a rope and gloves I am picking up people to torture Once a person is tied to a tree, it is an esay killing
After the death Then the mutilations come on the bodies Some workers found one dismembered body That was strangled with his pants
His genitals were amputated Broken hands and stomach cut, Tied with a rope for hours and brutally penetrated With branches on several ocassions
Another one was found Strangled with his belt and his head without ears His skull crushed by an axe Provokes a large bloodstain on the floor
I know it would serve as prove for others to catch me Now I hace other kidnapped people And women do not have better luck One is marked with a hor iron
Like her son on his back, As a cow with the iron of death Woman's husband was very frightened, Scared and suffering Then, I cut his lefr hand with a machete, And then I put all my hate with the Machete in his sons' toes
Torture is not enough He is through a steel nail In his right hand Cries and blood are all I have to feel strong I have my own law If they don't agree They must die Amen!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
