Crimson Concerto - General Surgery

My lurking want, for carnal sins

Your flesh my desire

And to cleanse my violin

Your throat I slit

And yet I need no help to cure

My sanious abuse

A single jerk, is all it needs

To bring me to my climax,

And to bring you to your knees

You’re all I want, my corpses to be

My music incomplete

Until I bathe my strings in thee

'Tis not for fun,

I feed on death

It provides me with the tunes I play

I give you but the best

A price to pay, but not a fee

One human more or less

Is quite indifferent to me

You’ll find my strings around your neck

Your flesh will tense and start to break