Whore Collector of Testicles 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