I love to hear you scream, or do I?
It’s like you’re in afflict, you know why?
I’m abhorrent, intolerably gung ho…
I can incite pain, the worst you’ll ever know.
I like the way you scream, or do I?
I’m as ardent about it, you know why?
I’m a bruiser, as much as you want me to be
I can extrude your life, and set you free.
Scream, honey…the howl of the Banshee…
Say the unknown, the unaware, so they can see…
You’re my amaranthine lady, haven’t you known
I like you dead, ripped, skinned to the bone…
You sentinsize me, Oh! You’re seraphim
Id slit a nerve with my razor, burn you to the brim
Yes, I long to hear you scream, its not sadism
Its instigates a devious thermal purgism
I’m a predator, insatiably precarious
I want to prick you like a needle, blood n pus
Scream, honey…the howl of the Banshee…
Say the unknown, the unaware, so they can see…
I love to hear you scream, or do I?
It reminds me of her, you know why?
My desire is Abstruse, its abysmal…
Velvet, blood n wine in the great hall…
I like the way you scream, or do I?
Stroking your ashen face, you know why?
Loving you, it’s like the devil’s touch…
When you wail, I adore you much…
Scream, honey…the howl of the Banshee…
Say the unknown, the unaware, so they can see…
It’s like you’re in afflict, you know why?
I’m abhorrent, intolerably gung ho…
I can incite pain, the worst you’ll ever know.
I like the way you scream, or do I?
I’m as ardent about it, you know why?
I’m a bruiser, as much as you want me to be
I can extrude your life, and set you free.
Scream, honey…the howl of the Banshee…
Say the unknown, the unaware, so they can see…
You’re my amaranthine lady, haven’t you known
I like you dead, ripped, skinned to the bone…
You sentinsize me, Oh! You’re seraphim
Id slit a nerve with my razor, burn you to the brim
Yes, I long to hear you scream, its not sadism
Its instigates a devious thermal purgism
I’m a predator, insatiably precarious
I want to prick you like a needle, blood n pus
Scream, honey…the howl of the Banshee…
Say the unknown, the unaware, so they can see…
I love to hear you scream, or do I?
It reminds me of her, you know why?
My desire is Abstruse, its abysmal…
Velvet, blood n wine in the great hall…
I like the way you scream, or do I?
Stroking your ashen face, you know why?
Loving you, it’s like the devil’s touch…
When you wail, I adore you much…
Scream, honey…the howl of the Banshee…
Say the unknown, the unaware, so they can see…