Toy-box Torturer Lyrics

Drugged and sedated
I am your master, you belong to me
Take a look around you
Pornographic illustrations cover the walls
My diagrams, perverted methods
Fantasies of gore
Sadomasochistic perversion
If you don't cooperate, you'll end up like the last
Strangled with rope
Now begins your little training session, let the horrors begin........

Restraints, pulleys, whips
Medical devices
Sexual instruments perform my orchestra of pain and torture
Locking a metal collar round your neck
Escape is futile
Welcome to the den of Satan
No one can hear you scream
Sound proofed walls and steel bolted doors
Chained to a rusty post
Ball gag drool and tears soak the floor
Calm down you'll make a mess
A growing pool of fear induced piss
I'll make you lick it up

Stupid prostitute sodomite
Lower class degenerate scum
Even if you manage to leave
No one would believe your story
Lathered in canine breeder's musk
When I'm done my mutts will want some
You might not like what I say
But you're fucking sure gonna do it

Don't try to disobey my rules
Or you'll be severely punished
Pierce flesh with sterilised needles
Slice off a nipple or your breast

My purpose is to torture sluts
That's why I built this room of pain
The centrepiece of my chamber
A gynaecologist table
Mirror mounted to the ceiling
I want you to watch how I play
Forced to watch my every lash
Bruises, burns and infected wounds

Ankles in stirrups, knees pulled wide apart, open
Stripped naked, chained up, force fed like dog, my pet
Follow my commands, and you know that I'll be nice
Nice as I can be, while I'm torturing women

If I let you live, you won't remember, drugged up
Dumped in the desert, naked and afraid, confused
Trinkets, keepsakes and, trophies of my slaves, I keep
Bodies never found, evidence of death, disposed