Questionable ethics - Dismember

You look at me with eyes filled with pain

And I stare back with a promise of death

I’ll rape your sould undeniably

Join the others in my gallery

Why bother question

The need to kill

Give in to pleasure

And let blood spill

Questionable ethics

Crimson tides gushes forth

As I cut your throat

Predator of first degree

The urban jungle is my killing field

Rip out your heart

And let it drip blood into your eyes

Then tear them out

And puke into your dead skull

Your tortured moans of agony

Join the voices in my head

Compose a wicked symphony

With the choir of the dead