A little piece of flesh
Inside my hand .
So sweet, young and innocent
She was, to me.
Raped her dead, Like Simon said.
Took the maidens life.
Whith my special knife!
Running, screaming- yet, I caught her away
Simon Sent me. -To make this deed in Jesus name
Moaning, Whining, twisting, turnin, passion burning-
I really think she liked my taste. -Tearing
Scratching, bleeding, breathing, choking, dying- oh
It felt so heavenly!
On the ground , She was found.
Slaughtered beyond recognition.
Silent, Sleeping- the papers called it brutal death,
Tell me, Simon- Do you think they´ll find her dead?