The pain you feel now
Just a build up to torture
I won't be cutting your throat
Or releasing the pressure
Prodding every nerve
With disgusting devices
Freezing flesh
Won't feel my slicing
Feel my cock inside your flesh
Blood and semen
What a mess
Plasma mixed with viscous goo
How could this shit
Happen to you
Never would have made it as a surgeon
Even if I passed
Evaluation
So open your heart
In a literal sense
Help me to fail
My own small tests
Didn't want to be a doctor
I'm just bored
And all alone
Bought a set of kitchen knives
I get turned on by seeing bone
I am inside your mind
Now inside your body too
Duct tape worked well to stifle cries
Still no end in sight for you
Soon to be food for worms and flies
Under the bloody garden and zoo
There are no gods, only lies
Not even this shit is true
Author notes
New band (again, yes.) called Solevius.
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