Текст песни Cold Blooded Murder - Потрошитель

Apply it the final blow
Cut the throat of her rotten
Your cries no one can hear
Your death is getting closer and closer

All that will be left of you
Only your lifeless body
You're one of a hundred thousand souls
That will leave life without a trace

Your friend was sweet
When I ate her juicy body
When finished , and my blood was boiling
I know that she would have liked

I embodied in real life
All your lust and perversion
What do you impregnated and who want to be
I'm the one you can not forget.