Tell me the things that I need
Otherwise you are going to bleed
My knife for your blood has greed
Remember that my brutal ways
Will always succeed
Soon you will tell me the truth
Because I will kill you with no excuse
I dictate here the rules
Now it's time to share with you
The work of my tools
Chorus:
I won't make you dying fast
Ripping from within your guts
Severe pain you will feel
When I'll cut the tendons on knees
The needles will go under nails
Remember that my brutal ways
Don't know any failures
How do you like all this scorn?
You should have asked not to be born
Few moments and your life is torn
I will throw your corpse to pigs
And no one will mourn
Chorus:
I won't make you dying fast
Ripping from within your guts
Ripping from within your guts!!!
Don't wait for humaneness
Every one cares about you less
My work brings happiness
I will give you ticket
For the eternal rest
The truth serum's doing it's best
Soon I will learn about your past
Your life shall no longer last
Ashes goes to ashes,
Dust goes to dust.
Chorus:
I won't make you dying fast
Ripping from within your guts
I won't make you dying fast
Ripping !
From!
Within!
Your Guts!
