I offer venom to you and let you lick
I cut your tongue and won't let you die
I feed salt to you but do not let you drink
Suffering of your, is just a pleasure to see

You hear my words “Lets mould..” You heard right
I will keep my promise and melt the metal
Your sense of hearing will never betray
In your ear canal, I let the melt flow

When blood and tears gather
When steel and flesh meets
When ether is the end of your dreams
Time for tales is over

“Good morning new arrivals, I will guide you today
How about salt in your wounds just to welcome you well
Or shall you prefer some electricity in your genitals
For a breakfast eat each others flesh”