Slugwrench Trapped
my soul craves to hack a worthless twitch the images of carving cause my adrenal glands to secrete you will submit unto my rage my hand finds its way around the adoring hatchet claiming daylight for my assault I relentlessly hew at your abdominal section as your wounds gush, my cock goes erect (lyrics unclear at this point) In the chopping your eyes roll back preying upon your inferior mind (lyrics unclear at this point) you're traumitized with mutilation mangled in my frenzied passion watching you suffer justifies my antics draped with innards, my cock grows harder strangualtion with innards, ejaculating in your wounds I can't help feeling trapped in this and I can't help feeling like there's no escape I can't break free from something like this and I can't find a cure for this disease called loneliness (repeat first verse)