Whitechapel
Single • 2018
Sleep with one eye open, you've no idea what I'm capable of. Keep claiming holier than thou, my knife can stab more holes than you can count. How dare you sleep where a King once slept, and dry the tears of where his Queen has wept? Kill, torture, terrorize, welcome to my mind. Terror comes in many forms and tonight I'm terror, you're my whore. For now I'll leave you blind but still alive, so you can feel my presence stronger. This soil has cursed me, my inner demon's thirsty. You've confirmed to me the world isn't safe! My only worry in the world is that you can walk on your own two feet. Because when you feel that last breath slip away, I won't get to see you fall down to your knees. Kill, torture, terrorize, welcome to my mind. Kill, torture, terrorize! Kill, torture, terrorize! Kill, torture, terrorize, welcome to my mind. Terror comes in many forms and tonight I'm terror, you're my whore. I sold my soul so long ago so I could watch you burn! Kill, torture, terrorize! Kill, torture, terrorize! Kill, torture, terrorize, welcome to my mind.
Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 09, 2025
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