SLIT YOUR GUTS - Lyrics by Lord Worm
Pardon, please, the narrow confinement of your limbs;
Unfortunately, it's necessary for your correction;
Shriek to your heart's content, if you wish,
I promise you pain and nightmares, in that sequence.
Permit me to introduce you to "Tuesday";
I favor her, this pretty blade so tall and fine;
Hatred and violence are not our ways, but firm we are;
Squirming is useless, so is this colon, cry for me.
Svelte is implement, its gentle caress lets you Bleed;
its subtle curvature dancing, deeply slit your guts.
It's for your own good; you need guidance, I provide;
What is your pleasure? This is mine; a welcome change!