Let me take you to a quiet place Where I can drain you in peace I will teach you a new meaning of fear It sets me free to hear you scream I will spray you full with my holy seed I'm gonna baptize you with my warm cum I've been waiting for this moment my whole life When you become my chainsaw-butchered whore
You're my whore
Violated, blood drenched, naked
I cannot hide my feelings, my feelings tell me more A sickness I've been given, a sickness that's so pure Come here and let me taste you, your blood that tastes so sweet Reach out and seek forgiveness, you're my chainsaw-butchered whore Solo - Tägtgren
Don't you try to run and hide from me You cannot escape, I won't let you escape from me You're my trophy and I'll never let you go I need you alive 'cause I wanna watch you die
Violated, blood drenched, naked
I cannot hide my feelings, my feelings tell me more A sickness I've been given, a sickness that's so pure Come here and let me taste you, your blood that tastes so sweet Reach out and seek forgiveness, you're my chainsaw-butchered whore
Look in my eyes and watch the chain as the engines going berserk A gush of blood that sprays my face as the blade is breaking your skin Screams are freezing, you're chopped into pieces - nothing is left of your limbs A life may be lost as I tear you apart but at least you're out of your misery
Fear me, I'm coming for you Fear me, I'm coming for your flesh Fear me, I'm coming for you Fear me, I'm coming for your flesh
Let me take you to a quiet place Where I can drain you in peace I will teach you a new meaning of fear It sets me free to hear you scream I will spray you full with my holy seed I'm gonna baptize you with my warm cum I've been waiting for this moment my whole life When you become my chainsaw-butchered whore
I cannot hide my feelings, my feelings tell me more A sickness I've been given, a sickness that's so pure Come here and let me taste you, your blood that tastes so sweet Reach out and seek forgiveness, you're my chainsaw-butchered whore
I cannot hide my feelings, my feelings tell me more A sickness I've been given, a sickness that's so pure Come here and let me taste you, your blood that tastes so sweet Reach out and seek forgiveness, you're my chainsaw-butchered whore
Compositor: Alf Peter Tagtgren (Hypocrisy) ECAD: Obra #2019543