Whore Collector of Testicles Lyrics


The panic of the neighborhood is this bitch

Pullout testicles with a knife

And her own hands

I can't believe that one beauty

And illeness girl

One night I was drunk

And find one beautiful

And she want fuck with me

Then in the motel she show me

All that she can

Fetish sex, she tie me in the bed

I enjoy that, but she have a knife

And I ask her what do you want

To do with that!

I only want your balls loser

I hate the procreation

I'm the testicles collector

Took my balls and cut with her knife

She keep it in one bag with formol

My screams was noisy pain

And big hemorrhage

Dismayed that was my fucking history

I can't live without my testicles

I must die

I can't erase her dreadful face