Ware-Wolff - Dungeon Slaves

{chorus: ware-wolff}
Got dungeon slaves culled in my torture room (room)
All the different ways i just leads you to doom (doom)
Eyeballs, organs, blood, skin and brains (brains)
Women in stress hung up on metal chains (chains)
Got dungeon slaves culled in my torture room (room)
All the different ways i just leads you to doom (doom)
Eyeballs, organs, blood, skin and brains (brains)
Women in stress hung up on metal chains (chains)

{verse 1: roly play}
Dungeon slaves, i put them in a fucking steel cage
Lock them up, tied and beat you up like ben paige
Fuck your age, i'm on a rage
Whip your pussy with a branch of sage
You'll die of old age
Bitch, if you don't fuck anybody that's how the game is played
Can't hеar you scream, it's like you're in a bad drеam
Locked away for days like guantanamo bay
On a single island, you can't find your way out
'cause i threw the key away, your pussy is on display
I leak it and kiss it and then drop my knife in it
Stab the bloody meat with the back end of a hammer
Then slam her up against a wall and make her lick my balls
This bitch was a cunt i seen walking in the mall
Spark it, i gotta catch 'em all for my private collection
I make you meek little bitches suck my fucking erection
I love the ones with a white complexion
I got a lot of tools that i love to hit my slaves with fool
I'm a fucking savage when it comes to the porcelain skins
I like to begin by fucking torturing you with the bats and spikes and paddles with nails
Fuck it if you yell and cry, bitch you gonna die
That's a lie, dragging your cunt rag over to the bench
So i can hit you with a wrench you fucking wench
I hacked her head, fell back so hard i snapped her neck
"oh shit, my bad", she collapsed on the cold floor
That's when i got my shiv and started stabbing up the whore
Like a hunter to its prey, you can't pray now, it's too late for that
'cause i'm spitting in your gaping crack
She's biting her lips 'cause the pain feels good, not wack
Her tender ass flesh, i'ma fuck it like i should
Blazing-ass blood, cut up in this cunt till it's red and raw
Feel my vicious impact 'cause the dungeon slaves never get any type of slack

{chorus: ware-wolff}
Got dungeon slaves culled in my torture room (room)
All the different ways i just leads you to doom (doom)
Eyeballs, organs, blood, skin and brains (brains)
Women in stress hung up on metal chains (chains)
Got dungeon slaves culled in my torture room (room)
All the different ways i just leads you to doom (doom)
Eyeballs, organs, blood, skin and brains (brains)
Women in stress hung up on metal chains (chains)

{verse 2: ware-wolff}
Bow down to me, got you all in my command
And bitch, while you're at it, suck my dick as i demand
I hit it from the back then i hit it from the front
Then strap you down, putting razor blades in your cunt
Whipping out the hooks, took your pussy on each end
Rip and pull the clit apart, tearing through the skin
Beating off to the cries, how they can't stand it no more
Fuck 'em in the cunt with a knife, bitch, we hardcore
Fucking bitches abortion, never before
Naked bodies passing out,
{with the?} seizures on the floor
Stabbing bitches in the tits with a double-sided dagger
Looking over the pit full of all the cadavers
I'm killing bitches off, ripping, tearing through their jaw
Fucking hannibal shit, eating organs and all
Gnawing on the mandible, the cannibal feasts
With pretty faces looking good, enough for me to fucking eat
The canines pierce through her whole fucking face
Like a bear trap attached, fur is added in place
Now i suck her face so hard i sucked the brains through her nostrils
The life leaves her eyes out the nose, all the blood spills
So many bitches gone and it's time to get another
Approach her with a scalpal, i'm an eyeball plucker
Make an incision and dig out her ovaries
Open gash from her ass, eaten out like groceries
Sadomas murdering women just for the fun
Press my dick against her head just like it was a loaded gun
Strap her down on the table and now it's time to fuck her meat raw
Destroying the pussy, sawing it down with a chainsaw
Blood is gushing out and overflowing to the floor
You motherfucking whore, you're an offer to the gorehouse
I'll grab and force her over to the wall where she stands
Shoot a spear right through her head, her brains on the end

{chorus: ware-wolff}
Got dungeon slaves culled in my torture room (room)
All the different ways i just leads you to doom (doom)
Eyeballs, organs, blood, skin and brains (brains)
Women in stress hung up on metal chains (chains)

{outro: ware-wolff}
Dungeon slaves (slaves)