I, Tormentor

I laugh at your fear

Tied up, bound down

Bringing in tools of hell bent destruction

Digging into your upper chest

I let the razor edge slide down to your cock

While I'm down there

I hatchet everything off

Screams are like an orchestra

Symphony of sorts

You must see this

You must see my masterpiece at work

Break your knees and then your arms

The screams are getting worse

My bloodlust's fueled with no remorse

Scream for your God, scream

No one will save you

Scream on, scream

Slicing your face

I take a taste of your cooling blood

I am God

I am master

I, the bringer of pain and pure torment

Try to pass out to relieve yourself

I will not let you sleep

You must see this

You must see my true masterpiece

I am God

I am master

I, the bringer of pain and pure torment

Haunt you in your dreams

I am the king

I am master

Bow down before thee

It's good to be me

Haunt you in your dreams

I am the king

Bow down before me