Slaying the pure-killing the virgin whore

Your purity will fall,
To the black undertaking of my hands.
Evil toxicity will invade your blood stream,
Suffocating your system and shutting you down.
Now feel my blade,
As your chest hits the ground.

Tell me darling,
Does the tip make you wet?
The razor edge inside of you
Tickle the whore within?
I know this is the moment
You've been waiting for.

I'll pop your cherry untouched,
With the tip of my blade.
This is what you've been missing,
This is what you have saved.
I can see behind the fear,
And wretched scream from your lungs,
That you find pleasure in this,
This is nothing but fun.

Tell me darling,
Does the tip make you wet?
The razor edge inside of you
Tickle the whore within?
I know this is the moment
You've been waiting for.

I think we've both had enough,
Tell me can you feel it now?!
Can you feel the love?!
Does your purity still exist,
When I'm in control!?
The pure strain of hate,
Is the only purity you'll feel.

Now....you...will....BLEED

FEEL MY NEED TO PLEASE YOU
AS YOUR BLOOD DRIPS SLOW

BLEED!

I CAN FEEL YOUR EXCITEMENT GROW
MY STEEL WILL CONTINUE TO TEASE YOU
UNTIL I FEEL YOU'VE HAD ENOUGH

BLEEED, BLEED, BLEED!!!

Tell me darling,
Does the tip make you wet?
The razor edge inside of you
Tickle the whore within?
I know this is the moment
You've been waiting for.

Your purity will bleed out slow....

*for the "let us mosh" competition*