Christ, I Fucking Hate You! Lyrics
Gratitude apparent, her sobs turn to signs of reliefTouching her tear-stained cheek, gazing deeply into her eyesshe worships me as a godWe embrace passionately on the floor, spreading her legsMy fantasy fleshed forever....I shove myself gently into her, gasping she smiles and criesHer blood streams from the vagina, she used to be a virgin whore(Fucking her, this is my Fantasy!)Father knew better than to take that awayHis dick only went in her mouth and her assI am the one whom she'll remember alwaysAs he who made her tremble with first orgasmMy body now growing numb I don't know whyI can feel my insides changing into...a god(What is wrong? Who am I becoming?)I become her Jesus in the fleshBlood on my hands pouring from gaping holesShe gets to fuck me! The Son of God!A fantasy she has for pain I inflictMy hands slide up her breasts so slowlyAnd constrict around her neck tightly...Cartilage and veins popping, her expression is delightAs I climax, my thorny crown drops upon her bloated faceSuddenly her Christ is gone and so is sheHe took away my only passion in lifeAnd now all I have is a pile of broken fleshHis possession has robbed me, and all I feel is hate...CHRIST, I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!CHRIST, I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!CHRIST, I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!
Vehemence Christ, I Fucking Hate You!
