Paroles de Retribution

Fear Hiding in the closet praying he won't see Knife in his hand shining brilliantly Every little breath draws him closer and then he sees you Eight years old in your nighty teasing all his perverted fantasies Inner confliction feeding his erection A pedophile will stalk until he dies Their neglegence allows this every day The future of a child once being defiled is faint His misconception while splitting you open was you would lay down and conceed this Plunging through your uterus, dazed into subconscious Lunacy forced to succumb you and you reach out obliviously A knife all you see Embedding it, ceasing his vision Now your purpose seems ever so clear Destroy the fiend Then defile Killing spree Now rip the fetid flesh from his fucking face and then grab the knife Fucked with serrated steel, fecal matter spills down his legs Blood flowing out his ass Putrid molestation met with retribution His destiny Dull knife castrates him Feed him his sac No one can save him We own his soul