A New Form Of Silence

Lay down you fucking lier

With your head to the floor

My camera is running

let my movie begin

With the knife I will show you

how sweet it can be

That sweet scream of yours

all your blood on the floor

ho the beautiful color of life

all over my hands.

You can't see?

Ha Ha funny me.

Are you cold yet?

is it black yet?

The rope is coming don't be scared.

it will bring you that happy end

Stop the tape

Turn off the light

The movie is over now.

Cut.