Confessions of a Blackheart Genitorturers

Something's goin over
Something's come over me
Something's goin over
Something's come over me

Something's alive inside
It comes to find me. Hide me

I open my eyes
To see they want
To blind me. Tie me

I'm strange...but I'm sane
You wanna play
My little game

So kiss kiss cross our hearts to die
Caught inside our one minds eye
Feel the terror ride begin
Feel the fear taking me

You're filthy, dirty
Ugly and diseased

Black as coal. Wash her soul