The Famine - Whore Planter Lyrics

As i penetrate her
I make her cunt bleed
She Will not be able
To walk normally again
But It doesn't matter
Cause she's soon to be dead
Nobody Will leave this desecrated place

Collecting pubic hairs
A decoration for my alcove
A Place where Memories are still vivid
Frames of this events are buried here
Who Will Remember them except me?

Maybe there Is a reason
For me to be like this
I have this Scar that i must show
Everytime i Need an alibi

I have somebody to defend my actions
Even though i ask myself
Why they should
If i could still rape, dismember and bury these Prostitutes

For a foolish mistake
I could have done this for so long

I must fool them, they have to think I'm retarded or Mad
I Need to pretend that i was dreaming
My desperate attempt to look innocent

I Will be sane for them

I had to chop their legs
And arms off their body
I broke their f*cking joints
To fit them in their tomb

The only mistake they did
Was to die in my hands
I couldn't have done nothing
But to make them disappear

But my existence is damaged now
I didn't think that
I would have come to this
But It's too late
This confession Will never bring them back

Maybe there Is a reason
For me to be like this
I have this Scar that i must show
Everytime i Need an alibi

I have somebody to defend my actions
Even though i ask myself
Why they should
If i could still rape, dismember and bury these Prostitutes

I'm the whore planter
The One who slaugthered
And forced to pose for me
But didn't let them go
They where under control
While Buried under my house

The reek of blood mixed with heroine
Didn't leave the ground
And It didn't leave me
I Will pretend to find peace and forgiveness from God

If he allows me