Fairy Fay Songtext

von Whitechapel

As I hack your lifeless corpse
With my chainsaw
My heart leaps faster every swing I flay while smiling at your face
Don't fuck up the process it won't be much longer until you die.
Just let me have my fun and then I'll let you die in peace.
Oh wait I lied false hope is my new trend.
Disgusting I know but that's the general idea of me.
Follow me into hell.
Faint footsteps behind you, run.
I'll find you don't bother hiding.
I know when your alone I will fulfill myself.

Now your begging me to let you go,
I laugh at such pitiful cries.
Sodo-mizing your orifice. (your orifice)
Now you crawl away.
Worthless, wretched, foul slut.
Open throat profuse bleeding.
Open throat profuse bleeding.
Open throat profuse bleeding.
Open throat profuse bleeding.
Pray.
Screaming doesn't help you now just give into my will again.
Dry your pitiful eyes and wipe the phlegm that I've been hocking in your face.
This confidential lick of my tongue will be taken to the grave, never to be seen again. (again)

Looking up from hell you weep, your sins have overcome your faith.
I can't wait to have a taste, a year from now I'll have my feast.