Pleasure In Torture

Sick, evil, sadistic, yearning to witness torture
Screams, in abject horror, raise me to bliss
Years I have spent, to see my art perfected
Taking all I can from my victims while they're still alive


A fresh specimen, to maim and to dissect
I'll keep the teeth, they're the parts that I collect
Sadistic tendencies consume my fragile mind
What's to be done with the next victim I find?

Tied up, oh where to begin
A straight razor relieves your face of skin
Nails through back of the hand will hold you in place
You'll spit out teeth after I hammer smash your face

Insane my mind afflicted by the desire to worship pain
Sick pleasure in torture, pliers attack hands again

Screams of agony escape your shaking lips
But you will never escape from my torture crypt

Sick, evil, sadistic, yearning to witness torture
Screams, in abject horror, raise me to bliss
Years I have spent, to see my art perfected
Taking all I can from my victims while they're still alive