Slow Murder - Oceano

I’ve got nothing

But this collection of knives

And decisions to make

I’ll take my time mapping out every incision made

I have nothing

So I’ll take my time

Breaking bones

Savoring your screams for mercy

Bathing in warm tubs of crimson

Welcome to the start of our intimate torture session

Why am I the only one who sees through the lifetime of lies?

Now each cut will signify the way

You forced me to suffer every day

As I hold your life in my hands.

x3

Understand

Now understand

I’m capable of murder.

x3

I’ve got nothing but time

And this collection of knives

To ensure you endure endless amounts of torture

Slow murder

To rectify the past

I lust for your blood on my hands

Now kneel before me

Embrace the blade as it penetrates deep

Skin splitting insegments

My mouth watering as it rips

The gurgling heard as you’re choking on blood is almost satisfaction enough

I’m further aroused at the sight of your naked mangled corpse

Spread wide open as if your innards to be fucked

As I hold your life in my hands.

x3

Understand

Now understand

I’m capable of murder.

x3

I’ve got nothing

So I’ll take my time

Ah, nothing

I’ll take my time with each incision

So you can feel the pain

I’ll take my time with each incision, x2

Feel my pain