I will crush and burn a tear
All you thought was never there.
Destroy these without a care
Once you own up to my snare.
I will rape and reap and take
All hell's plunder for cursed Christ's sake!
I am not one to forsake
The venom you sought to make.
I will bleed and kneed your tears
Terminating all but your most complete fears;
Making your soul start to shift gears
Wading in the Light that Darkness leers.
I will sew your mouth so tight
Not even your own spit can spite
What your mouth would break down from my might
I'll shove you out of sight.
Sit down now you stupid burned satchel.
I will no longer be the one carrying you around.
You will fold up nicely and look great on my crooked shelf.
Along with the rest of my collector's editions.
You are my new target...
My psychotic mind is rushing in for every detail of your beautiful demise.
For remember...that is, if you can...
You are mine to bargain for.
I'm aiming to have this whole set...
And guess what...?
You're the last piece.
