Из альбома: Ecstasy of Death

You poor little thing
You look very scared
Are you a runaway

It's okay I can help you

I take you back to my place
My intentions not what you thought
I brought you here to rape you
And make you my sex-slave...

I terrorize and sodomize
Force you into oral sex
Obey me... My sex-slave
Or die like the rest

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