| Song | Orgasm Through Torture |
| Artist | Cannibal Corpse |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Mazurkiewicz, Webster | |
| Suffer to survive | |
| Instinct I despise | |
| Stalking the night, searching for a victim to defile | |
| Cock she craves today, cum she wants to spray | |
| And to reach the orgasm through torture | |
| From behind, pain shivering down my spine | |
| I feel paralyzed only controlling my mind | |
| Strapped to a table, naked, genitals exposed | |
| Eyes claimed open, mouth gagged shut, terrified | |
| Locks my scrotum in a vice and tightens forcefully | |
| Agony, silent screams, want to die | |
| Shackled and bound, unaware my fate | |
| Destined to be maimed to stimulate | |
| The skin is peeled off my dick done with a razor blade | |
| She begins to suck blood and cum amok | |
| She rips my cock off with her teeth | |
| Masticate, gnawing and chewing the stump | |
| She regurgitates, | |
| I'm covered in my bloody chunks | |
| Suffer to survive | |
| Instinct I despise | |
| I am alive, victimized | |
| Tortured fate, asexual state |
| zuo ci : Mazurkiewicz, Webster | |
| Suffer to survive | |
| Instinct I despise | |
| Stalking the night, searching for a victim to defile | |
| Cock she craves today, cum she wants to spray | |
| And to reach the orgasm through torture | |
| From behind, pain shivering down my spine | |
| I feel paralyzed only controlling my mind | |
| Strapped to a table, naked, genitals exposed | |
| Eyes claimed open, mouth gagged shut, terrified | |
| Locks my scrotum in a vice and tightens forcefully | |
| Agony, silent screams, want to die | |
| Shackled and bound, unaware my fate | |
| Destined to be maimed to stimulate | |
| The skin is peeled off my dick done with a razor blade | |
| She begins to suck blood and cum amok | |
| She rips my cock off with her teeth | |
| Masticate, gnawing and chewing the stump | |
| She regurgitates, | |
| I' m covered in my bloody chunks | |
| Suffer to survive | |
| Instinct I despise | |
| I am alive, victimized | |
| Tortured fate, asexual state |
| zuò cí : Mazurkiewicz, Webster | |
| Suffer to survive | |
| Instinct I despise | |
| Stalking the night, searching for a victim to defile | |
| Cock she craves today, cum she wants to spray | |
| And to reach the orgasm through torture | |
| From behind, pain shivering down my spine | |
| I feel paralyzed only controlling my mind | |
| Strapped to a table, naked, genitals exposed | |
| Eyes claimed open, mouth gagged shut, terrified | |
| Locks my scrotum in a vice and tightens forcefully | |
| Agony, silent screams, want to die | |
| Shackled and bound, unaware my fate | |
| Destined to be maimed to stimulate | |
| The skin is peeled off my dick done with a razor blade | |
| She begins to suck blood and cum amok | |
| She rips my cock off with her teeth | |
| Masticate, gnawing and chewing the stump | |
| She regurgitates, | |
| I' m covered in my bloody chunks | |
| Suffer to survive | |
| Instinct I despise | |
| I am alive, victimized | |
| Tortured fate, asexual state |