Disfigurement Through Pleasure

My satisfaction lies in your agony

I am pleasured when I perform brutality

When I split your skull and I slit your wrists

Tear your chest apart and give your guts a kiss

I'm driven forth by insanity

My feelings burn when I see you bleed

My mind is focused on your pain and I believe

That more pleasure comes with more tortury

When you die you leave behind something so nice

Something to watch, something to cut off a slice

Your rotten stench makes me hurt you some more

Scream out in pain, scream as I stab you, my whore

Drop on the spikes and try to lay still my princess

Didn't want to kill you, I just hunger for sickness

You'd look so preety all covered in insects

Then I start cutting from theleft ear to the right

From the back of your head to the end of your spine

The urge drives me to slice even deeper

I have no patience, I must reach for your interior

Your warm stomach feels good in my grasp

To puncture it open would greatly please my lust

I take my wooden stick and hold it in the air

I've punctured you my darling, don't die, don't you dare

You didn't understand this was all an act of art

I must know, I must, do you still have a heart

Throught your chestbones I grind with my bare hands

Lead by the lust to see what's beneath them

You're so gorgeous on my wall with your faceskin on the floor

If you had lips, would you ask me for more?

I loose my mind in this bloody gorry scene

I beg for more, but there's no more to be seen

I've lost control and I'm cutting from within

Disfigurement through pleasure.. Pleasures hold no sins