Whore Collector Of Testicals Lyrics

The panic of the neighborhood is this bitch pullout testicles with a knife and her own hands
I can't believe that one beauty and illeness girl
One night I was drunk and find one beautiful and she want fuck with me
Then in the motel she show me all that she can
Fetish sex, she tie me in the bed
I enjoy that, but she have a knife and I ask her what do you want to do?
With that!
I only want your balls loser
I hate the procreation
I'm the testicles collector
Took my balls and cut with her knife
She keep it in one bag with formol
My screams was noisy pain and big hemorrhage
Dismayed that was my fucking history
I can't live without my testicles
I must die
I can't erase her dreadful face