Molested to Death

no one around to

hear your scream

no matter what you say

you're too far away...

you and I alone

alone in the dark

twisted thoughts throughout my head

I didn't even get started yet!

ask yourself the question

is this all really the end?

answers' yes

you can't prepare yourself

for what's about to come

better to do it here

than at the little park

the struggle you put up

no match for my technique

your body tenses as your garments are torn to shreds

forced entry

with cruel intent

bend over

time for me to torment

ask yourself the question

is this all really the end?

answers' yes

you can't prepare yourself

for what's about to come

I'm cutting down to the bone

now i'm in the zone

watching you beg gets me off

limbs... tied... behind... your back

one move and you're done...

one word and you're fucked

not one sound you cunt...

one word and you're fucked

your lifetime is running low

scream all you want

I've heard it all before

guess what

times up

suffer... suffer