Pungent Stench Hypnos
let me touch your skin with my ice-cold knife I love see it red and you'll love more do it again & again put it inside me I can't live without the knife tastes so good let me feel ice-cold steel please drive inside the knife I won't stop still you drop to the floor and cry for more it's enough too hard stuff let me out before I shout shut your mouth, hold on your breath before my knife - brings you death now I want more I know what you need my knife will rip still you bleed I'll never stop I greed for more I get now lust I want more gore
