Текст песни Kill His Death - Стишок

Hello little friend!
I'll read you a rhyme
About maniacs and murderers
Executioners and bloodsuckers.
There is a house by the road.
All rooms are Sodom.
Various rabble gathered there,
Everyone is still a freak.
Vile necropedophile,
Dismembered the child's corpse,
We are obsessed with violent passion,
Abuses him.
And behind the wall a zoophile
Has entered into sexual intercourse
With a frightened goat
And admires himself
In the reflection of mirrors.
He naturally did not know
What's behind him, trembling like a leaf,
The masturbator is watching!

etc:
Under the crucifix in the corner
By running a needle into a vein,
The addict fell away
On the stained sofa.
Dying to his misfortune
In a narcotic delirium
And he doesn't know that now
Cuts out his eye
Maddened maniac
Into a bloody fist
Holding a sharp razor:
I'm tired of all these things,
Someone gnawed through the veins
And I jumped down from the balcony.

A river flows outside the window
A hand floats along the river.
Crematorium in the yard
This is the joy of the children!
You can play fun
Sprinkle with warm ash
Piles of charred bodies.
In general, there are many different cases.
Girl with a big bow
Chased the cat
And catching him by the tail
She hit her head on the bridge.
A boy with a puppy played:
I ripped off the skin alive
Having smoked anasha.
Had a lot of fun!

etc:
I was busy, and therefore
Didn't see that to him
Unnoticed, from the back
Made my way along the wall
Old, ugly grandfather,
Hungry for lunch
Cook children's meat.
The kid is left to live

Exactly twenty-five seconds.
And then the old man told him

I cut the skull with a stone,
I sawed through the joints
And went home
Taking the carcass with you.
The basement is hidden in the ruins,
The ritual takes place there:
Satanists, slowly,
Amicably torturing a bum.
Tying it to a post
Carve a cross on the forehead
And the stomach with a knife ripped open
They drink blood in turn.