Torture

by Undicicive Addiction   Jun 18, 2008


You live a hollow life,
As i take the knife,
Press it to your flesh,
And start to make a mess,
You start to scream out loud,
Does it hurt right now?
Your starting to bleed,
Oh God This is what i need,
The blood drips to the floor,
Oh god i want some more,
I look into your eyes
Say that your gonna die,
I take tiny little hooks
Place in your skin,
Then rip them out,
And do it over again,
As I slice you open with a butchers knife,
I tell you that everything will be alright,
I press the blade deeper in your vain,
Now its time for you to go insane,
Oh god is what you say,
But where is he,
Show me the way,
I'll slice him open to,
I like to torture both of you,
I take you by the hair,
Rip it out I don't care,
Blood drips down your face,
What a disgrace,
I'll take away your pride,
Your thoughts are of suicide,
My Undicicive Addiction,
Is More then your affections,
Tears of blood run down your face,
And now i know your just a waist,

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