Look at you, you weak and puny soul,
I wanna rip your heart out, and leave an empty hole.
Drag your soul to my domain, deep inside the pits of hell,
Just me, you, and my demons, locked inside a cell.
We'll rip right through your puny soul over and over again,
Until there's nothing left of you, and your nearing the end.
That is when we all step back and look into your eyes,
Throw our heads in laughter, because of your weakning cries.