I will drill your eyes
Stir in their open wounds
Because I have influences uncertain
Your blood will gush
After the shot that you will take
At the center of the head
If you continue to fill me with your chats
It will take a butt
Being a girl silly
His open wounds will not heal
My influences serve as inspiration
To kill you
I want you to die
Suffer
Among the kingdom of hell
His nightmares will become reality
One stab with this age
Consequence? Delinquency?
I want you to die - die, die
I want you to suffer - suffer, suffer
I will move into their open wounds
To never heal
You will not relax
While I'm here,
To kill you