The more you suffer my lust grows
I slit your throat and tear your flesh
My desire will be your death
SADIST (Tormentor)
I welter in blood I rape and slay
Stab sliver lacerate
So many lusts to satisfy
To still my hunger another must die
SADIST (Tormentor)
"But now the sand of time is running out"
I feel old (so cold)
Can hear the bell toll
So week (must sleep)
Can hear my victims shout
Can't stand their cries their call
I gotta pay for my lusts...
They're dragging me down...
I love to see you writhe in throe The more you suffer my lust grows I slit your throat and tear your flesh My desire will be your death SADIST (Tormentor) I welter in blood I rape and slay Stab sliver lacerate So many lusts to satisfy To still my hunger another must die SADIST (Tormentor) "But now the sand of time is running out" I feel old (so cold) Can hear the bell toll So week (must sleep) Can hear my victims shout Can't stand their cries their call I gotta pay for my lusts... They're dragging me down... Explain Request ×
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