Two Hundred and Tweleve Degrees

I cant wait to rip your fucking insides out Oh Come a little closer And smell the searing flesh Her organs everywhere Entrails made such a mess I'll enjoy hunting you down Where your screams won't make a sound Make sure you are gagged and bound Add you to my body count I want you to try and fight Make me use all of my might Squeeze the life right out your eyes You won't ever see the light Removing all of your limbs To the sound of evil hymns As the fear of death sets in This is where the end begins As I feast on your flesh and bone I wanna hear you moan and groan As you bleed to death Every ounce of your blood has hit the floor I never thought that I could want you more Ripping out your fucking spine Recreating you in my design You're fucking dead You make my blood boil