Bloodthirsty
If I could cut the tar-black cancer
That lives in your embryo soul...
I'd quit filling your empties with my blood
You'll bleed me dry, to make yourself whole.
If her tongue flops in my frying pan;
Could the damage then be reversed?
Tongue sliced in strips; like bacon crisps,
It's my kitchen, my son will eat first.
If I chop his hands to 1 inch cubes,
Would I finally live free from fear?
My spin cycle brain whirls up disasters...
When I'm dizzy, I cloud up the clear.
Maybe I'll bury my knife in his belly...
Deep where the poison is bubbling.
He treated me bad, I used to be sad...
But it was you who left me broken & crumbling.
I'd like to remove her lying tongue,
I'd slice it free from her fugly face.
I'm sick and tired of her fat, piggy snout
Interfering in my custody case.
If I slice the smooth skin of your chest,
Would it peel off in one large sheet?
Fuck going to jail, I'm setting sail...
Guess you're stuck, I chopped off your feet.
Victory belongs to the most persevering,
And victory he's forced to concede.
I left his bed, he wants me dead,
But it's his turn to suffer and bleed.
If the choice had been hers to make,
Would abortion have cut short a life?
Will she eat the afterbirth, crimson placenta?
Force fed with a fork and a knife.
If I burn the freckles off his face
I wonder how loud he'll scream?
If she won't beg, I'll cut off her leg...
Retribution is not just a dream.
Would it help you remember priorities
If I carve my name across your chest?
Took me for granted, left me stranded...
You were selfish and I was obsessed.
If I slit her throat from ear to ear
Would it sever these ties that bind?
I have a need, to watch her bleed
I'm tired of listening to her whine.
If I cut off every finger and toe,
And make you eat them one by one,
Would you regret the day we met?
A kiss goodbye, now it's my turn to run.
I'm an angel of death, seeking revenge
On those who betrayed my trust
You're no better than me, I'm finally free
I've been overwhelmed with bloodlust.
Call me twisted, call me psychotic,
But they're gonna remember my name...
Body count on the rise, every demise,
Proving that we all bleed the same.