Whitechapel - Fairy Fay lyrics
[Whitechapel - Fairy Fay lyrics]
As I hack your lifeless
Corpse with my chainsaw
My heart beats faster every swing I
Flay while smiling at your face
Don’t fuck up the process
It won’t be much longer until you die
Just let me have my fun and I
Will let you die in peace
Oh, wait, I lied, false hope is my new trend
Disgusting, I know
But that’s the general idea of me
Follow me into hell
Faint footsteps behind you, run
I’ll find you, don’t bother hiding
I know when you’re alone
I will fulfill myself
Now you’re begging me to let you go
I laugh at such pitiful cries
Sodomizing your orifice now you crawl away
Worthless, wretched, foul slut
Open throat, profuse bleeding
Open throat, profuse bleeding
Open throat, profuse bleeding
Open throat, profuse bleeding pray
Screaming doesn’t help you now just
Give into my will again
Dry your pitiful eyes and wipe the phlegm
That I’ve been hocking in your face
This confidential lick of my
Tongue will be taken
To the grave and never be seen again
Screaming doesn’t help you now just
Give into my will again
Dry your pitiful eyes and wipe the phlegm
That I’ve been hocking in your face
This confidential lick of my
Tongue will be taken
To the grave and never be seen again
Looking up from hell you weep
Your sins have overcome your faith
I can’t wait to have a taste
A year from now I’ll have my feast
Corpse with my chainsaw
My heart beats faster every swing I
Flay while smiling at your face
Don’t fuck up the process
It won’t be much longer until you die
Just let me have my fun and I
Will let you die in peace
Oh, wait, I lied, false hope is my new trend
Disgusting, I know
But that’s the general idea of me
Follow me into hell
Faint footsteps behind you, run
I’ll find you, don’t bother hiding
I know when you’re alone
I will fulfill myself
Now you’re begging me to let you go
I laugh at such pitiful cries
Sodomizing your orifice now you crawl away
Worthless, wretched, foul slut
Open throat, profuse bleeding
Open throat, profuse bleeding
Open throat, profuse bleeding
Open throat, profuse bleeding pray
Screaming doesn’t help you now just
Give into my will again
Dry your pitiful eyes and wipe the phlegm
That I’ve been hocking in your face
This confidential lick of my
Tongue will be taken
To the grave and never be seen again
Screaming doesn’t help you now just
Give into my will again
Dry your pitiful eyes and wipe the phlegm
That I’ve been hocking in your face
This confidential lick of my
Tongue will be taken
To the grave and never be seen again
Looking up from hell you weep
Your sins have overcome your faith
I can’t wait to have a taste
A year from now I’ll have my feast