Testo di 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