Locked away In a darkened room Mastermind Of a cruel demise
Working magic Thinkest he Planning fates hand For the ones he will see
She's disappeared They all say He laughs hysterically As he bonds her tight Out with the scalpel blade She screams in fear Off with her tongue And next her ear Out with her eyes Off with her breast End at virgins cunt The part magicians like best
Once their dead He brings them back Without the head In a blood-soaked sack Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |