Deceived and served with hypocrisy
I can't believe I went for it
Broken inside... oh, you don't care
I was just another prey
I was just your victory, tricked by your disguise
For you it's just a game
But for your boyfriend's death
You are to blame
I'll use the godly mincer
It'll grind your boyfriend to shit
First I'll pop out his eyes
And then I'll squash his dick
(x2)
Sawing off his arms, hammering on his balls
Transfixion of his pancreas
Flattening his liver
While pouring acid in his lungs
I'll throw his interior genitals
Into my goolie mincer
I'll serve his burger for dinner
Is that OK with you?