Beyond The Realms Of Reason (Visceral Bleeding)

Driven by hatred, repulsion boils up Direct it towards the plague of the earth The need for the massacre has fully set in The rotten part is in control, enthralled by disgust Time to take the next step, what rules should apply? Time to find a new prey, will I be able to decide? The hunt has commenced Seeking out my prey Hiding in the back. Lurking in the dark Keeping out of sight. Pot a victim soon Closing in on it. Sneaking up on her Feels me coming near. Panic's setting in Heart is beating fast. Rigid from the fright Kick her down, shut her up, drag her to my nest By the time she wakes up everything is dark Strapped down hard to a chair in a filthy cell She's fighting violently, screaming profanities, cursing at my name, irritate my mind Getting on my nerves, spitting in my face Makes me burst out with hysteric madness She will die By my blade. Take her life. Strike her down. Make her bleed Hit her hard. Force her down. On her knees. Make her plead Weeping, crying, moaning, screaming, begging for her life Break her bones. Hear them snap. See her pain. Make me laugh Cut some more. See the flesh. Blood is shed. Filthy whore Fighting, spitting, twitching, struggling, trying to get free This is not enough, not enough to please, not enough for me Must increase the dose of this brutality to satisfy my needs The bitch is screaming in excessive pain Begging for forgiveness in hope to save her soul The desperate look of trepidation fuels my hate Builds up my need to aggravate her situation Grab a sharpened knife, cutting off her heel, unable to walk Loosing all the ropes, she falls to the floor Now she starts to crawl, trying to escape Laughing at this whore, bleeding on the floor, reaching for the door With a kick to her face, I stop her lame attempt She regurgitates, choking on her blood By my blade. Take her life. Strike her down. Make her bleed Hit her hard. Force her down. On her knees. Make her plead Weeping, crying, moaning, screaming, begging for her life Break her bones. Hear them snap. See her pain. Make me laugh Cut some more. See the flesh. Blood is shed. Filthy whore Fighting, spitting, twitching, struggling, trying to get free The glimpse in her eyes has now disappeared, she has given up No struggle, no noise, no movement, no spark, no will to live on Suddenly all this behaviour seems insane What am I doing? Hesitates A suddenweep brings me back Fuck this bitch, she will die