Saw you in the woods again Sneaking like a rat Sick pleasure on your mind Got you in my trap Hiding, creeping, think you're safe Feel like you're superior That's not the way I see it I'll show you the meaning of fear
Strung up and gutted is what You are going to be A trophy on my wall for eternity
The chase, a prelude to the catch I run you to the ground A crudgel to the head You're bleeding and you're bound Consciousness returns, you're being dragged away A plea forms on your lips, my boot kicks it away
Strung up and gutted is what You are going to be A trophy on my wall for eternity
From the blackness you emerge In my cellar you're confined Screaming, hanging upside down Helpless, twisting, ropes entwined
The knife punctures your abdomen And cuts a trench down to your chin Finally silent, mouth agape Gut by gut, I eviscerate The hunt did not go your way You did not pass my test Your head stares blankly down On a plaque like all the rest
Strung up and gutted is what You are going to be A trophy on my wall for eternityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
