Morbid Minister

I like to torture and I do it quite well
Kidnapped in my house
You’ll think you’re in hell
Your new home’s a pit
In my basement floor
Act up and I’ll shock you
With an electrical chord
Morbid minister
He’s quite sinister
In his pit you’re restrained
All your life he will drain
While you’re chained to my pit
You’ll wish you were saved
But you can not escape me
You are my sex slave
Inside of a blender
Is your gourmet meal
Consisting of dog food
And women I killed