Debauchery Death Will Entertain
Yeah the bitch cheated me in my own house
What a f..cking anger overdose
F..ckin' slut, I should kill her right now
I want more blood, time to go
I call her on her cell phone, talking rough:
"Come back to me, I will show you my love!"
There is only one way to make it right
The motherfuckin' bitch has to die tonight
I'm the rapist of the whore
That's my personal war
Feel the f..ckin' pain
Death will entertain
I take my knife from the kitchen and stick it into arms
and legs
Run her through with cold steel, and break her f..ckin'
back
Feel arteries bursting, lifeblood is flowing
Beating her with my fists until the bones are showing
I rape her before and after death
And climax on her final breath
I hack the corpse to little pieces
Discounter meat for low prices
I'm the rapist of the whore
That's my personal ar
Feel the f..ckin' pain
Death will entertain