Baphomet Torn Soul
solve the key you will pay torn apart with huge hooks shredded up human slop they will come the masters pinhead and the chatlers Trapped inside their gore world feel the pain in your head try to hide they'll find you tear you apart in their fun Escape for now but they still lurk smell is foul the blod flows he returns from beyond decapitates in the ward runaway into a room there they hide feel your doom hooks will fly through your flest eyes fall out, smash your head Feel your self come apart in there rotting flesh hurts through the air now splashing guts fall on the floor there mind explodes there is gore everywhere suol is trapped inside their world now you will pay for what you will done your suffering will be eternal tear you apart ih their fun
