Reflect On This - Impaled Nazarene

Face turns red, veins are bursting

Just wanna beat the living fuck out of you

Enough is enough I said

You did not want to listen at all

You leave me no choice

But to show you the true meaning of hell

Domestic issues — well you whore try to fucking reflect on this

Face turns blue, you cannot breathe

A whore like you deserves nothing else

As you are beaten into a bloody pulp

You might think you should have just shut up

No words can describe this feeling

So I let my fists do the talking

Tie her up and lock her into the cellar

Twist her mind beyond normal

A whore is a whore remember that

Teach obedience with an iron bar