Kirsty

This isn't for your eyes
So sweet and innocent
Many, many times

Ripping, choking and killing spree
Slicing, chasing and cutting free

No, don't mourn him
He didn't cry for you
Then cry for you

There is blood on the floor
The same that brought me here
I need more

Ripping, choking and killing spree
Tearing, chasing and cutting free

This is a feast for my eyes
So thirsty and depraved
Many, many times

Ripping, choking and killing spree
Slicing, chasing and cutting free

Blood, gore and violence in night 87

Slave of pleasure and ease
Inner deformity corresponds to your outer villainy

Kirsty, come to dad

Ripping, choking and killing spree
Tearing, chasing and cutting free