I, Tormentor Songtext / Lyric

I laugh at your fear

Tied up, bound down

Bringing in tools of hell bent destruction



Digging into your upper chest

I let the razor edge slide down to your cock

While I'm down there

I hatchet everything off



Screams are like an orchestra

Symphony of sorts

You must see this

You must see my masterpiece at work



Break your knees and then your arms

The screams are getting worse

My bloodlust's fueled with no remorse






Scream for your God, scream

No one will save you

Scream on, scream

Slicing your face

I take a taste of your cooling blood



I am God

I am master

I, the bringer of pain and pure torment



Try to pass out to relieve yourself

I will not let you sleep

You must see this

You must see my true masterpiece



I am God

I am master

I, the bringer of pain and pure torment



Haunt you in your dreams

I am the king

I am master

Bow down before thee

It's good to be me

Haunt you in your dreams

I am the king

Bow down before me