Reflect On This Songtext / Lyric

Face turns red, veins are bursting

Just wanna beat the living fuck out of you



Enough is enough I said

You did not want to listen at all



You leave me no choice

But to show you the true meaning of hell



Domestic issues ‒ well you whore try to fucking reflect on this






Face turns blue, you cannot breathe

A whore like you deserves nothing else



As you are beaten into a bloody pulp

You might think you should have just shut up



No words can describe this feeling

So I let my fists do the talking



Tie her up and lock her into the cellar

Twist her mind beyond normal

A whore is a whore remember that

Teach obedience with an iron bar