Little Boy
Will you be ready, little boy
When I come to hurt your cheeks
Hurt your body?
Will you be ready, little boy
When my leather gloved hand grab your neck?
I will remove your head and will split your sex
When you tired eyes close forever
Will you be ready?
Will you be ready?
I sold my soul, I sold my body
And I don't know what else
I will break your bones in a crash of knocks
I will lick your blood on the sheets and on the floor
I will hammer seven nails in your frayed flesh
Hurt, hurt, hurt
Will you be ready, little boy
Whеn your time is over?
I will extract your dеad eyes
And devour your tongue
No one will never know
What you could have been