Strangulation - Torture Killer

A tight grasp around your throat, squeezing the life out

I keep the clasp until you choke, seconds of torture

My hands, your swelling veins, eyes bulging out

Slowly dying, you now stop fighting, you’re all alone

A violent murderer, psychotic monster

Another death by strangulation

Crushing your vocal chords, sick sounds of dying

Your inert face turns blue, I hold your limp body

Respiratory organs fatally damaged

Eyes and mouth open wide, I rip your tongue out

A violent murderer, psychotic monster

Another death by strangulation