Autopsy - Sadistic Gratification lyrics
[Autopsy - Sadistic Gratification lyrics]
You're here with me to
Tell what you've seen
You tremble and shake
Knowing your life's at stake
All around they know my name
I make a living inflicting pain
My ways are sound and once you're bound
I'll hurt my way to your center
Heroes die while cowards cry
Which one are you, will you end here
Torture
You'll tell me what I want to hear
Or I'll cut you from ear to ear
With all my metal instruments
You'll question all your covenants
Asphyxiation, your face turns blue
Boiling oil burns the skin
Electrocution, fry away your skin
Genital mutilation, never fuck again
It's not too late to change your fate
So use your tongue before
I puncture your lungs
Torture
You'll tell me what I want to hear
Or I'll cut you from ear to ear
With all my metal instruments
You'll question all your covenants
I have several surprises in store for you
But you have more control than you think I do
Just say the right words and all this stops
While you stall another piece of you drops
One by one, your fingers and toes
I've cut them all, your blood now flows
Your kneecaps crushed, you walk no more
Blackened eyes, you see no more
Broken arms, broken face
Your heart pumps in a mortal race
I do this not only for my occupation
But also for my sadistic gratification
My sadistic gratification
Sadistic gratification
Broken people always tell the truth
Many argue but never see tomorrow
It's never their saving grace
I always rip off their fucking face
No remorse
No apology
I'm not sorry
I have no remorse for you
Your death brings me pleasure
Pleasure I can't describe
A pleasure you will never
You will never understand
As you lie and you cry
I sin
I enjoy
I enjoy your pain
Your pain, it brings me pleasure
You'll never, you'll never see another
Another breath
Another day
You'll never know tomorrow
You're gonna die
You're gonna die
You're gonna die
You're gonna die
You're gonna die
Watching the death twitch
Inhaling the smell
The glow of life
Fading from the eyes
A pathetic gasp
Replaces the cries
The game is not over
Your brains I will consume
Bone crushing satisfied
Feasting, feasting, feasting
Feasting, feasting covered in cerebral grume
Tell what you've seen
You tremble and shake
Knowing your life's at stake
All around they know my name
I make a living inflicting pain
My ways are sound and once you're bound
I'll hurt my way to your center
Heroes die while cowards cry
Which one are you, will you end here
Torture
You'll tell me what I want to hear
Or I'll cut you from ear to ear
With all my metal instruments
You'll question all your covenants
Asphyxiation, your face turns blue
Boiling oil burns the skin
Electrocution, fry away your skin
Genital mutilation, never fuck again
It's not too late to change your fate
So use your tongue before
I puncture your lungs
Torture
You'll tell me what I want to hear
Or I'll cut you from ear to ear
With all my metal instruments
You'll question all your covenants
I have several surprises in store for you
But you have more control than you think I do
Just say the right words and all this stops
While you stall another piece of you drops
One by one, your fingers and toes
I've cut them all, your blood now flows
Your kneecaps crushed, you walk no more
Blackened eyes, you see no more
Broken arms, broken face
Your heart pumps in a mortal race
I do this not only for my occupation
But also for my sadistic gratification
My sadistic gratification
Sadistic gratification
Broken people always tell the truth
Many argue but never see tomorrow
It's never their saving grace
I always rip off their fucking face
No remorse
No apology
I'm not sorry
I have no remorse for you
Your death brings me pleasure
Pleasure I can't describe
A pleasure you will never
You will never understand
As you lie and you cry
I sin
I enjoy
I enjoy your pain
Your pain, it brings me pleasure
You'll never, you'll never see another
Another breath
Another day
You'll never know tomorrow
You're gonna die
You're gonna die
You're gonna die
You're gonna die
You're gonna die
Watching the death twitch
Inhaling the smell
The glow of life
Fading from the eyes
A pathetic gasp
Replaces the cries
The game is not over
Your brains I will consume
Bone crushing satisfied
Feasting, feasting, feasting
Feasting, feasting covered in cerebral grume