Killa With A Sick Mind

[Verse]
I'm a killa in the bush, I rape and torture at my leisure
Severed woman's limbs shredded, circumcisions give me pleasure
Spill the innards with machete blades and violate beheaded victims
Randomly abusing, fill the wounds with penis venom
Semen dripping from the cavities, a savagely erotic murder
Speculums are pushed in further, pregnant womb burdens
Are purified in the furnace, sacrificial meats burning
Bodies fumigate the growing pile of dead and dying, sluts
Fucking in the carnage with a hammer smashing faces
Dripping with the pig jizm of the blood, I'm getting wasted
When I see a moist labia, I must deface it
Replace dead organs with the morbid sex changes
Leave the corpse brainless, keep the slaves in cages
When they find me, I'll be famous
But they're never gonna trace this
Never-ending feast of gore sex elimination
Illuminate minds of the dim-witted nation
Craving violent operations on an unsuspecting patient
Make the surgical arrangement after cervix degradation
Defecating in the pussy, crucify your bitches cruelly
Nail the eyelids oozing from my vomit cock shooting
In the sockets' white fluids mixed in blood and shit, ruined
Tight buggered slits drooling when I'm viciously inducing
Pain and torturous incisions heavily delivered
Victims blood falling like a river from the butchered sluts

[Chorus]
'Cos I'm a killa with a sick mind, fetish for the torture
Blood spilla, rip the clits, grind bodies at the morgue
Your guts simmer on the fire, mass graves of the unfortunate
Your bitches gonna die slow, treat it like a sport
'Cos I'm a killa with a sick mind, fetish for the torture
Blood spilla, rip the clits, grind bodies at the morgue
Your guts simmer on the fire, mass graves of the unfortunate
Your bitches gonna die slow, treat it like a sport
'Cos I'm a killa

[Outro]
You're a pack of dipshit. Have a look at yourself! Something goes wrong with your permanent shit! I'll murder ya!
I didn't kill 'em
Maybe you killed the chosen!
Jesus Christ man, what is this? Some sort of [?]
I know t-twenty people are off, so I know what I'm doing!
What are you saying? I don't know
What I'm saying, is [?] a lot of people off, [?] none of you here, that's what I'm saying!
[?], some people who don't know them. And then, the rest of [?]
GET FUCKED!