Thin long sharp the blade was brought forth Gently placed on human skin Slowly coming closer to the eye
Too afraid to move a muscle Too afraid to say a word The panic makes it hard to breathe Short stab makes the knife penetrate the eye
Leaning backwards to see the eye drip Filling up with blood inside
All this time he keeps on blinking Smearing the eye down his face Stringy messy bloody gore
Time to hurt his other eye Piercing gently Slicing just an inch or so the eye bursts slowly drips down the chin
Not a sound stunned by pain
Both his eyes are punctured smearing out stringy tissue and blood dripping down Sitting up with his face all smeared gasping with an open mouth Still no sound no sign of pain no movement not a single moan
Watching This spectacle makes me laugh
Strike again with more aggression With a single violent blow, face is damaged nose is gone now he screams
Finally this fucker suffers he's lashing out Attempts to fight Blinded by my work on his eyes
He's not hard to throw down Weeping begging for a swift end
Poking stabbing in his gut Blood starts gushing Stab some more...
I stand up taking aim Heaving body weight upon His kneecaps Legs bend
Crippled bum left behind Broken bones Punctured eyes Leaving with a big grin My work is doneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
