Punish you for what you've done You better run for shelter Wrathful thinking has begun It's time for helter-skelter
Subliminal messages put into my brain And crammed into my head I catch a rush inflicting pain Well after victim screams no more
A figment of my imagination Becomes this tragic ordeal I've done this to shock the nation I'm heartless you know how I must feel
Carving away into this twisted figure So savagely yet so quietly I've drained the life from this wounded creature Carressing her body so violently
Reassuring myself I gouged the baby From sharons bleeding womb Poor sharon tate and unborn child Forever to be entombedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
