Body Count - Pray for Death lyrics

Pray pray for death
Pray pray
Pray for death pray
Pray pray for death
Pray

You crossed your last motherfucker
It's time to pay your dues
It's time to make you suffer
It's time to turn the screws
Your pain will be my pleasure
Your screams will make me come
Your useless pleads for mercy
I'm having too much fun
My only plan is to keep you alive
So you feel every burn, every cut of my knife
As I break through your skin and
Your flesh hit's the ground
I dismember you slowly and
Feel your heart pound
You just crossed the wrong person
Torture is my biz
Your fatal mistake, tonight's my revenge
Watch you bleed at my feet
You thought you got away
Now you beg for your life
I suggest you should pray

Pray pray for death
Pray pray
Pray for death pray

I'm barely getting started
This might go on for days
Transfuse you with new blood so
You don't fade away
Maybe I'll pull your teeth out
Maybe I'll split your nuts
Maybe just hit your chakra
Maybe just spill your guts

Haha, you didn't think I'd find you, huh?
Now I got you here
Tied down in a motherfucking chair
Oh, look at you, you're crying now
You're sorry now
What should I do? Let me look at my utensils
Oh, yeah
I got this Black & Decker drill right here
Real nice, take it to your kneecaps
Maybe these needle nose pliers
Maybe this blowtorch
How 'bout this five-iron
Right in your motherfuckin' nuts?
That'll wake you up
Oh, look at you, you're crying now pray
Pray for death pray
Pray pray for death
Pray pray
Pray for death pray

My only plan is to keep you alive
So you feel every burn, every cut of my knife
As I break through your skin and
Your flesh hit's the ground
I dismember you slowly and
Feel your heart pound
You just crossed the wrong person
Torture is my biz
Your fatal mistake, tonight's my revenge
Watch you bleed at my feet
You thought you got away
Now you beg for your life
I suggest you should pray