Sexual predator, becoming prey
From neck to lower back the dagger will fillet
Grotesque dismemberment, which we condone
A putrid fucking king tied naked to the throne
Your veins laid bare uncovered, bait the consciousness devoid
Your regal fortitude is stretched and anchored to the floor
To each his eyelids bless a nail, nullify attempts to rest
I hope you like the taste of your own putrid fucking flesh
You've reached the seventh day
I make the seventh cut
This time your life is mine
I stab and twist and gut
Grind it away, grind it away
Grind it away, grind it away
He opens his mouth, accepting defeat
Now grant him a taste of his bone ridden meat
Primal discomfort in forced mastication
Die by my hand while you choke on your own
The tendons weak from post-starvation tear so easy from the arms
I bind, I break, I will seize your morbid charm
Inflicting massive trauma, I will find your breaking point
Force-feed, his flesh, with blood and pus anoint
You are the main course in this grotesque display of gluttony
Open your mouth consume yourself
You've reached the 7th day
I make the 7th cut
This time your life is mine
I stab and twist and gut
