You crossed your last motherfucker It’s time to pay your dues It’s time to make you suffer It’s time to turn the screws Your pain will be my pleasure Your screams will make me come Your useless pleads for mercy I’m having too much fun My only plan is to keep you alive So you feel every burn, every cut of my knife As I break through your skin and your flesh hits the ground I dismember you slowly and feel your heart pound You just crossed the wrong person, torture is my biz Your fatal mistake, tonight’s my revenge Once you bleed at my feet you thought you got away Now you beg for your life, I suggest you should pray
Pray Pray for death Pray [x2]
I’m barely getting started, this might go on for days Transfuse you with new blood so you don’t fade away Maybe I’ll pull your teeth out, maybe I’ll split your nuts Maybe just hit your chakra, maybe just spill your guts
Haha, you didn’t think I’d found you, huh? Now I got you here Tied down in a motherfucking chair Oh, look at you, you’re crying now, you’re sorry now What should I do? Let me look at my utensils Oh, yeah, I got this record death chill right here Maybe these pliers, maybe this blowtorch [?] Oh, look at you, you’re crying now
Pray Pray for death Pray [x3]
My only plan is to keep you alive So you feel every burn, every cut of my knife As I break through your skin and your flesh hits the ground I dismember you slowly and feel your heart pound You just crossed the wrong person, torture is my biz Your fatal mistake, tonight’s my revenge Once you bleed at my feet you thought you got away Now you beg for your life, I suggest you should prayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
