Tormentor

Death

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A little boy played strange games
no toy he ever touched
but when nobody looked
his body cooked in his soul where burnin� flames


Oh my son I see your talent
waitin� for such guys like you
satan�s in his throne
in his dark damned doom
his help hell shurly sent!


Refrain I:
Oh little mouse - where is your head
do you want something instead
now little bird you see my blade
now you see I know my trade



He the master in his own four walls
life�s an life in fun
cause his only joy
is an livin toy
somebody to cut off


Refrain II:
Oh bloody body where's your head
can�t find it in this mess
missused life i can't stand it
but I'll have success!