Blood Duster - Theatre Of The Macabre lyrics

rate me

Dance for me bitch

For you will surely die

What is the point of screaming

No one can hear you cry

You'r trapped in my hell

And you will do as I say

the critics they all hate me

I too soon will have my day

Hacking off limbs

In a bizarre torture hell

Women are my slaves

And no on live to tell

I put them in my cage

And as cannibals they feed

This twisted human wastage

They are the sardu breed