Whore Cunt Die Lyrics - Vehemence

I could tell you tales of morbid visions, thoughts from which I hide 

The fear within this shell that I call my soul reflects the darkness 

This pit of agony into which 

I have been cast by those who do not see the pain 

Draining down you inner thigh, what you knew as sex 

Nails I drive deep into the vagina, ceasing the piercing screams 

What was once your cunt is now my throbbing toy 

I drive the hammer deeper to block the pain from my mind 

This bloody whore who I once told I loved 

Has become a pile of mangled flesh swarming with insect 

As I dissect her unborn fetus I hear her whisper one last cry 

Begging her false prophet for forgiveness, 

I rape her in the name of Jesus Christ 

I feel no shame for this disgrace, this atrocity 

Her very existence being an abomination to humanity 

There are so many like her waiting to be dead 

My insanity is my creativity while clearing out my mind 

These things that I have done are purged from memory 

But those which linger turn my vision black 

I wish I could turn my hatred on myself, I want to die 

But there is a dark force which seems to hold me back 

Pleading with her god to make my torment stop 

Hearing my own cries, I drive myself deep 

Hoping she lives through my climax so she can choke 

On the steaming slop which I spurt all over her face 

That whore must die 

I want this vision of torment to live forever in my mind 

To stifle the agony that tears ravenously at my soul 

Her death will secure my piece of mind for now 

But soon another cunt will die for Satan