Intestinal Malrotation Lyrics

Duct-taped in the bedroom
No duty to obtain consent
Ain ́t too many good reasons
Why consciousness should be affected

Ultra- violence in perfection
Makes me want to feel some more
The little twist in execution
Is what I so adore
Stick some needles in your belly
And into your running sore
Let it drain into my glass
So that I can drink some more

Stripped until I reach your bone
Fixed for the final take
Prepare for your last thoughts
While I make your intestines rotate

Condemned
To
damnation
Fulfilled
In observation
Deceived
To receive
Intestinal
Malrotation

Remain alive for quite a spell
Let us ring your own death knell
Cause your body fluids to swell
Relief you from this putrid smell
In eternal doom you dwell
Amuse myself in your personal hell

To tie a knot around your neck
Is what I perfected
Watching your own suffocation
To get myself erected
Get you to strangle yourself soon
Hang you up on your intestines
Let you dangle in the wind
And finally let you bleed to death