Disfigurement Through Pleasure

My satisfaction lies in your agony
I am pleasured when I perform brutality
When I split your skull and I slit your wrists
Tear your chest apart and give your guts a kiss

I'm driven forth by insanity
My feelings burn when I see you bleed
My mind is focused on your pain and I believe
That more pleasure comes with more tortury

When you die you leave behind something so nice
Something to watch, something to cut off a slice
Your rotten stench makes me hurt you some more
Scream out in pain, scream as I stab you, my whore

Drop on the spikes and try to lay still my princess
Didn't want to kill you, I just hunger for sickness
You'd look so preety all covered in insects

Then I start cutting from theleft ear to the right
From the back of your head to the end of your spine
The urge drives me to slice even deeper
I have no patience, I must reach for your interior

Your warm stomach feels good in my grasp
To puncture it open would greatly please my lust
I take my wooden stick and hold it in the air
I've punctured you my darling, don't die, don't you dare

You didn't understand this was all an act of art
I must know, I must, do you still have a heart
Throught your chestbones I grind with my bare hands
Lead by the lust to see what's beneath them

You're so gorgeous on my wall with your faceskin on the floor
If you had lips, would you ask me for more?
I loose my mind in this bloody gorry scene
I beg for more, but there's no more to be seen
I've lost control and I'm cutting from within
Disfigurement through pleasure.. Pleasures hold no sins