Paedophilia Cum Sadissimus

Father, father, you made me a beast in disguise
Mother, mother, you gave birth to a killer of man
Urge to kill must forfill
The sight of blood, what a thrill
I see you bleeding and it makes me strong
Tasting the rush of murder it turns me on
I can't feel that what I do is wrong
As I slam your head into the ground
My hands are bloody now a smile emerging
Please fight it... make it worth a while
Father, father, no guilt no remorse in my eyes
Mother, mother, they believe every one of my lies
I can feel it coming near
Now it won't be long
I can smell it coming
It's the end for you