33 Something-Bathory

Chained to the log. Handcuffed and drugged. Still pain is all you feel. A piece of meat that hardly breathes. Still much a human being. Forcing his way into your a**. John Wayne Gacy is near. Flesh will rip and bloody will flow. This death comes in your rear. [Chorus] One of 33 something. All who were raped and bled. The last thing you will ever hear Before your f**king dead is. Drink my cum. Take my rum. Blooded hole. Twisted soul. Eat my sh*t. Suck my dick. Writhe in pain and die insane. With every breath inhale the stench Of lubrication sh*t and sweat. The smell of love the smell of human Blood and excrement. Once you've played with Mr. Gacy, There's no way out. No release. In the attic is all hell, then in the Basement you'll find peace. [Chorus] Drink my cum. Take my rum. Blooded hole. Twisted soul. Eat my sh*t. Suck my dick. Writhe in pain and die insane. Drink my cum. Take my rum. Blooded hole. Twisted soul. Eat my sh*t. Suck my dick. Writhe in pain and die insane.