Ripping off your flesh
Her sweet last caress
When she PMS
She's playing her murderchess
She brings you to her home
Bleach your every bone
You body forever gone
forgotten, forever... Forlorn
Your body a sculpture torn
Rebuild, then reborn
Rebuild piece by piece
A scepter of lies
She is now the prime murder suspect
Her trial will soon be in process
Before the judge she will claim
Her undisputable innocence
They fopund you in the dawn
Almost devoured and gone
Only bones and pieces of flesh
From your body is left
It all she denied
Soon she shal fry
With pms she'll die
Strapped to a metal table
Pricked with a needle
Injected with cyanide... Slowly
Then she die