Deflowered
Erwan Lengline, Robert Törnqvist
Little child take my hand and follow me down to the cellar
I've got so many toys and all I need to make you bleed
Like a fly I'll tear off all your wings
Watch you bleed, Watch you squirm, hear you scream
So much fun, can't you see?
I don't think I can Control myself
Little child, only 10, you're not pure anymore
In my bed, I took your head
I need blood, I need death, I need cries, when I'm inside. I need blood, I need death, I need your body in the ice
Like a fly I'll tear off all your wings
Watch you bleed, Watch you squirm, hear you scream
So much fun, can't you see?
