The look in your eyes, so sweet, so cold
My fingers race with desire so bold
My heart beats out straight through my chest
The beauty of those, laid to rest
You call it sick
I call it bliss
You see it wrong
I see it fit
(I wanna watch you f*cking die)
Your flesh we'll soon commence to dirt, your life within my hands
(I wanna see life leave your eyes)
The pleasure sought, beyond compare, the sweet release of death
(I wanna watch you f*cking die)
Your flesh we'll soon commence to dirt, your life within my hands
(I wanna see life leave your eyes)
The pleasure sought, beyond compare, the sweet release of death
Intoxicating to my soul, you'll soon have nothing left
The smell of blood on the ground below
To savor the kill and release the soul
A bond of flesh purified by pain
A victim to my morbid game
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The look in your eyes, so sweet, so cold
My fingers race with desire so bold
My heart beats out straight through my chest
The beauty of those, laid to rest
You call it sick
I call it bliss
You see it wrong
I see it fit
(I wanna watch you f*cking die)
Your flesh we'll soon commence to dirt, your life within my hands
(I wanna see life leave your eyes)
The pleasure sought, beyond compare, the sweet release of death
(I wanna watch you f*cking die)
Your flesh we'll soon commence to dirt, your life within my hands
(I wanna see life leave your eyes)
The pleasure sought, beyond compare, the sweet release of death
Intoxicating to my soul, you'll soon have nothing left
The smell of blood on the ground below
To savor the kill and release the soul
A bond of flesh purified by pain
A victim to my morbid game
My fingers race with desire so bold
My heart beats out straight through my chest
The beauty of those, laid to rest
You call it sick
I call it bliss
You see it wrong
I see it fit
(I wanna watch you f*cking die)
Your flesh we'll soon commence to dirt, your life within my hands
(I wanna see life leave your eyes)
The pleasure sought, beyond compare, the sweet release of death
(I wanna watch you f*cking die)
Your flesh we'll soon commence to dirt, your life within my hands
(I wanna see life leave your eyes)
The pleasure sought, beyond compare, the sweet release of death
Intoxicating to my soul, you'll soon have nothing left
The smell of blood on the ground below
To savor the kill and release the soul
A bond of flesh purified by pain
A victim to my morbid game
Writer: Joseph Arellanes
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