Chuck Macak - Slow Murder lyrics

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 f**ed 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 X2 I'll take my time with each incision, x2 Feel my pain