Fairy Fay - Whitechapel

As I hack your lifeless corpse with my chainsaw

My heart beats 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 I will 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 you’re alone I will fulfill myself

Now you’re begging me to let you go

I laugh at such pitiful cries

Sodomizing your orifice

Now you crawl away

Worthless.

Wretched.

Foul slut

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 and never be

seen 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