In the killer`s (g)love

There will come the night
Where you will feel the taste of leather
Crossing from my glove to your lips

There will come the time
That you will feel the cold blade
Slashing the Lingerie from your hips

There will come the moment
Where I will whisper in your ear
How hard I want to fuck you Babe

There will not come a sound
Of your silenced lamb mouth
But from your eyes tears of joy maybe

There will not come the police
Or anybody else to save you
And I will rape you My Treasure

I will bend and tie your body
And fuck you to death
Cause I Love killing you of pleasure!