Little shop of torture by Ravenskraft

The shop is open for business
Come on in into my curious vault
Of wonders and pain
To find a place within the chambers
Of bloody rain
The screaming you hear are my victims
Sweet dear
The party just started there's no point of leaving
Say here in grief because you will be weeping
In my chambers of horror
There's no need for petty sorrow
Your fingers are mine
because I cut them perfectly
Even them with perfection
Scream as much if you want I do this willingly.
Locked away in my chamber door
Nothingmore as I caress my whore
The tools are my instruments
My lovers of murderous encore
This shop is my invitations just for you
Come on in and let me torture you too
Oh my
My dear sweet tender you
Your time is up I finish you
As the curtains close
The audience cheer for more

by Ravenskraft