Luyện nghe bài hát Whore Cunt Die

I could tell you tales of morbid visions, thoughts which I hide

The fear within this shell that I call my soul the darkness
This pit of agony which
I have cast by those who do not see the pain

Draining down you inner thigh, what you as sex
Nails I drive into the vagina, ceasing the piercing screams
What was once your cunt is now my toy
I drive the hammer deeper to block the pain from my

This bloody whore who I once told I
Has become a pile of mangled swarming with insect
As I dissect her unborn fetus I her whisper one last cry
Begging her prophet for forgiveness,
I rape her in the name of Jesus

I feel no shame for this disgrace, this
Her very being an abomination to humanity
There are so like her waiting to be dead
My insanity is my creativity while out my mind

These things that I have done are purged from
But those which linger turn my black

I wish I could turn my hatred on myself, I to die
But there is a dark force seems to hold me back

Pleading with her god to make my torment
Hearing my own cries, I drive myself
Hoping she lives my climax so she can choke
On the slop which I spurt all over her face

whore must die

I this vision of torment to live forever in my mind
To stifle the agony that tears at my soul
Her death secure my piece of mind for now
But soon another will die for Satan