Tantalized

I will kill you just to proof that Im god
And when Im done your flesh will be mine
The art of torture the maniac within
Only longing to get one in my head
So you feel free now with glass in your veins
So you feel fine now smelling like dead
This filthy rays should never hit my eyes again
The solar knife splits my head
With all those dead days I paint my walls
Only longing to get one in my head