Vehemence

Whore Cunt Die
I could tell you tales of morbid visions, thoughts from which I hide The fear within this shell that I call my soul reflects the darkness This pit of agony into which I have been cast by those who do not see the pain Draining down you inner thigh, what you knew as sex Nails I drive deep into the vagina, ceasing the piercing screams What was once your cunt is now my throbbing toy I drive the hammer deeper to block the pain from my mind This bloody whore who I once told I loved Has become a pile of mangled flesh swarming with insect As I dissect her unborn fetus I hear her whisper one last cry Begging her false prophet for forgiveness, I rape her in the name of Jesus Christ I feel no shame for this disgrace, this atrocity Her very existence being an abomination to humanity There are so many like her waiting to be dead My insanity is my creativity while clearing out my mind These things that I have done are purged from memory But those which linger turn my vision black I wish I could turn my hatred on myself, I want to die SongtexteBut there is a dark force which seems to hold me back Pleading with her god to make my torment stop Hearing my own cries, I drive myself deep Hoping she lives through my climax so she can choke On the steaming slop which i spurt all over her face That whore must die I want this vision of torment to live forever in my mind To stifle the agony that tears ravenously at my soul Her death will secure my piece of mind for now But soon another cunt will die for Satan Aus Songtexte Mania