Murdered in Orgasm

Girl comes to a party, beautiful like rose
I was waiting. Her body will be frozen
She laughs all the time, she smiles without fright
It is fun, she doesn't know, she will die tonight

Drink, drank, she is drunk!
It is late, guests went away
Dark, dark, it's growing dark
It is time for us to play

I strip you, I kiss you, I suck your wet vagina
I want you, I love you, but blade of knife is shining

We began our fucking, I'm inside you now
Our bodies are rubbing; all bed is filled with greasing
I enjoy your groan, I am hot, though
I want to hear your moan, we both are screaming

I'm cumming seeing as you cum
Retrying torture through orgasm
Knife in my hand, waiting for the killing
Murdering girlfriend, blood over the ceiling

Sexual pleasures turn to murder
I stick my knife in your soft skin
You're bleeding and breathe harder
Without internal organs you are thin

So... There is only bloody slimy mass
In front of knife
It is you, my baby. One of us
has left the life