Tied Up, Sliced Up

Realm Of Ecstacy
Tied Up, Sliced Up
For years and years
the suffering, the tears
imprisonent in my private hell
Sexual abuse;
humilation, castration, mentally deranged
Scared for life
by a woman’s insane mind
Her spirit still possesses me
even though she died
Her daughter will suffer
Revenge on her progeny
Kill the ones she loves
right before her eyes
Concentration — victim in sight
Penetration — the law of the knife
Female garbage — screaming in pain
Slaughtered bitches — all sound the same
I tie you up, as I slice them up
I’ll make you watch
. you’ll have to watch
I push their guts back into their mouth
I slit their throats
and suck them out again
Horrified yet fascinated
by the noble art of killing
you keep coming back for more
it turns you on, you cunting whore
It starte out to make you suffer
to drown your soul in agony
But now the tide has turned
the setting has changed — it hits me in the face
Again I’m a servant to your
perverted game
You’re just like your mother
you’re messing with my brain