scatbutcher - torture games lyrics
i hunger for suffering at the s-xual performance
erotic injury is s-d-stic and violence
coercions of the flesh from the whimpering v-g-n-
mutilated phallus forced grind up inside her
torture games make a bloodsport from the slayings
nourish drain that the morbid thoughts reawaking
dead c-m play of the fatal penetrating
s-x in the graves what i’ve always being craving
f-ckn the guts in the crevice of ya sliced r-ct-m
suckin the blood is my fetish she’s no inception
mix it altogether so the flavour is perfected
cl-toral aggression use the rain till it’s my weapon
so the meat shop with destruction in ya urethra
create ya best c-nt with the helpless then it’s easier
drug in the tongue in my operating theatre
b-tches gettin cut where degrading needs feature
slaves fed off then i push the blade deeper
k!lling when i f-ck n violate some of those b-tch lips
eminent detrition comes to every mortal creature
every last victims getting tortured just to teach em
addicted to the gore acting like i’m death master
the innards trippin on the floor , smashing pieces of ya -ss off
the pink incisions torn will be scr-ping thru the p-ssy floss
circ-mcision p-rn is arousin to be path
cut the skin out my worm just enough to get it harder
c-ck rinse keep me firm so i left the good repugnant
this flux of my terd i love ingestible in sharp butcher
hack away the colon meat of every last harmless
scars get stained with a blood red scalene
-sses break , bring the pain as ya carved out
morbid forms of butcher on the innard sintered harmless
harvest sickness suffering , there turned into a carkas
prolonging ya life with our s-xual pleasures
performing meat slices , the height in the remnants
platypus venom might use for injections
warping the state of contentious receptors
destaining ya bruise without k!lling its presentment
maintaining the victims to seepeeyan
makin noise , discipline , awful infliction
the pain on each choking , that’s worse than pig demons
i regulate morsels , impulsive devices that make sure the death is postponed
we bought the flesh after dying so slow
enslaving your entire existence stealin ya soul
dramatic confliction stay cruel of ya sanity
evil that needs em ya minds are controlled
brainwashing all servants to victim might mould
i’ll discipline mortal meat till it tastes cold
torture games
this is the sickest than cruelness
dumb s-d-stic amus-m-nts
leave ya eyes dripped with mucus
shallow mortal slaves
we’ve put the brutal excuses of a p-ssy in future
ponding shoal of these humans
with these torture games
this is the sickest than cruelness
dumb s-d-stic amus-m-nts
leave ya eyes dripped with mucus
shallow mortal slaves
we’ve put the brutal excuses of a p-ssy in future
ponding shoal of these humans
with these torture games
this is the sickest than cruelness
dumb s-d-stic amus-m-nts
leave ya eyes dripped with mucus
shallow mortal slaves
we’ve put the brutal excuses of a p-ssy in future
ponding shoal of these humans
torture games
torture games
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