| Let me take you to a quiet place
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| Where I can drain you in peace
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| I will teach you a new meaning of fear
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| It sets me free to hear you scream
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| I will spray you full with my holy seed
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| I’m gonna baptize you with my warm cum
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| I’ve been waiting for this moment my whole life
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| When you become my chainsaw-butchered whore
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| You’re my whore
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| Violated, blood drenched, naked
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| I cannot hide my feelings, my feelings tell me more
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| A sickness I’ve been given, a sickness that’s so pure
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| Come here and let me taste you
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| Your blood that tastes so sweet
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| Reach out and seek forgiveness
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| You’re my chainsaw-butchered whore
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| Don’t you try to run and hide from me
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| You cannot escape, I won’t let you escape from me
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| You’re my trophy and I’ll never let you go
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| I need you alive 'cause I wanna watch you die
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| Violated, blood drenched, naked
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| I cannot hide my feelings, my feelings tell me more
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| A sickness I’ve been given, a sickness that’s so pure
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| Come here and let me taste you
|
| Your blood that tastes so sweet
|
| Reach out and seek forgiveness
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| You’re my chainsaw-butchered whore
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| Look in my eyes and watch the chain as the engines going berserk
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| A gush of blood that sprays my face as the blade is breaking your skin
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| Screams are freezing, you’re chopped into pieces — nothing is left of your limbs
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| A life may be lost as I tear you apart but at least you’re out of your misery
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| Fear me, I’m coming for you
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| Fear me, I’m coming for your flesh
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| Fear me, I’m coming for you
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| Fear me, I’m coming for your flesh
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| Let me take you to a quiet place
|
| Where I can drain you in peace
|
| I will teach you a new meaning of fear
|
| It sets me free to hear you scream
|
| I will spray you full with my holy seed
|
| I’m gonna baptize you with my warm cum
|
| I’ve been waiting for this moment my whole life
|
| When you become my chainsaw-butchered whore
|
| I cannot hide my feelings, my feelings tell me more
|
| A sickness I’ve been given, a sickness that’s so pure
|
| Come here and let me taste you
|
| Your blood that tastes so sweet
|
| Reach out and seek forgiveness
|
| You’re my chainsaw-butchered whore
|
| I cannot hide my feelings, my feelings tell me more
|
| A sickness I’ve been given, a sickness that’s so pure
|
| Come here and let me taste you
|
| Your blood that tastes so sweet
|
| Reach out and seek forgiveness
|
| You’re my chainsaw-butchered whore |