Pray For Death (Explicit) - Body Count

Pray

Pray for death

Pray

Pray

Pray for death

Pray

Pray

Pray for death

Pray

You crossed your last motherf**ker

It's time to pay your dues

It's time to make you suffer

It's time to turn the screws

Your pain will be my pleasure

Your screams will make me come

Your useless pleads for mercy

I'm having too much fun

My only plan is to keep you alive

So you feel every burn

Every cut of my knife

As I break through your skin

And your flesh hits the ground

I dismember you slowly and feel your heart pound

You just crossed the wrong person

Torture is my biz

Your fatal mistake tonight's my revenge

Once you bleed at my feet

You thought you got away

Now you beg for your life

I suggest you should pray

Pray

Pray for death

Pray

Pray

Pray for death

Pray

I'm barely getting started

This might go on for days

Transfuse you with new blood

So you don't fade away

Maybe I'll pull your teeth out

Maybe I'll split your nuts

Maybe just hit your chakra

Maybe just spill your guts

Haha you didn't think I'd found you huh

Now I got you here

Tied down in a motherf**king chair

Oh look at you you're crying now

You're sorry now

What should I do Let me look at my utensils

Oh yeah

I got this record death chill right here

Maybe these pliers maybe this blowtorch

Oh look at you you're crying now

Pray

Pray for death

Pray

Pray

Pray for death

Pray

Pray

Pray for death

Pray

My only plan is to keep you alive

So you feel every burn every cut of my knife

As I break through your skin

And your flesh hits the ground

I dismember you slowly and feel your heart pound

You just crossed the wrong person

Torture is my biz

Your fatal mistake tonight's my revenge

Once you bleed at my feet you thought you got away

Now you beg for your life

I suggest you should pray