Punctured limbs lacerated flesh
Rusty nails cuts through the skin
Put to death impaled to the cross
Tortured whore brutally deceased
Bringer of chaos darkness and death
I am hell I will eat her soul
Suffering In the pits of hell
Her soul will burn until the end of time
Nailed to the cross - Slaughtered alive
Decapitate her head
Remove her rotten brain
I carve in her skull
I use it as a mask
Now I see the world
From her point of view
Gazing in the mirror
Death is all I see
Dead on a cross she will rot away
With a crown of thorns crucified she'll rot