[00:54.21]Confess your crimes[00:54.72]After twenty years of killing[00:55.38]Clearing your mind is easy now caught[01:06.15]Death was your life, pain your pleasure[01:12.33]No regrets, emotions are naught[01:27.99]Interrogator vomits[01:28.50]Because of the gore[01:32.97]In the story you tell him[01:40.62]Bile covers the floor[02:00.03]Your first one was a whore[02:01.20]She didn't want intercourse[02:09.66]Spilling your sperm[02:10.08]On her mangled corpse[02:25.23]Loving the killing[02:25.74]*** no more fun[02:27.84]What would you do[02:28.32]If your **** was your gun[02:45.99]** sexual lust low way of life[02:46.74]Your true religion was a knife[02:51.39]A trail of corpses left behind[02:52.14]For dismemberment and carnage you strive[02:54.93]They'll send you to the electric chair[02:55.71]Lawyers will defend you but do not care[03:20.91]The victims' parents will not cry[03:24.03]As your body is convulsing, they want you to die[03:25.50]They can't kill your body[03:43.32]But your soul will survive[03:46.41]You'll take control of one's mind[05:21.12]And live an eternal life