A sick sense of pride
A perverse pleasure in blood shed
like a ghoul you claim ornaments from corpses
reveling at the sight of your carnal trophies
but the words "I'm sorry"
can never take back
the atrocities committed
or erase the nightmares
your sense of power
deflated upon capture
now you're the one who's tortured
the tables are turned - now you taste the fear
A necklace of Blackened Ears
ritual adornment of intimidation
A necklace of Blackened Ears
ritual adornment of intimidation
it's a game
a cruel thrill sport
but the rules are few
and far between
sometimes the penalties
hurt so much
you wish you could just lose
but the other team won't let you
A perverse pleasure in blood shed
like a ghoul you claim ornaments from corpses
reveling at the sight of your carnal trophies
but the words "I'm sorry"
can never take back
the atrocities committed
or erase the nightmares
your sense of power
deflated upon capture
now you're the one who's tortured
the tables are turned - now you taste the fear
A necklace of Blackened Ears
ritual adornment of intimidation
A necklace of Blackened Ears
ritual adornment of intimidation
it's a game
a cruel thrill sport
but the rules are few
and far between
sometimes the penalties
hurt so much
you wish you could just lose
but the other team won't let you