Torture Division - Invoking the Knifer

Hanging at a funeral, devouring the cries
Been planning this for years, since my loved one died
I’ve been drinkin heavily, crack smoke fills my lungs
Driven myself to insanity, to invoke what I’ve become

I am The Knifer
Provoked!
To be The Knifer

A stalker is my victim, forced down on his knees
“If you play with fire…”, then all I heard was screams
While cutting and slashing, ripping the flesh
And crushing the eyeglobes while beating you to death
Grinding my teeth all the way to the bones
Empty your heart of blood makes me stoned

And I’m drowning, drowning in your blood
And I am laughing while drowning in your blood

My hate grows deeper inside
Your fear glows deep in your eyes
A satanic cross splits your chest
You just reached the last minute in life

Now you die, coz I never forgive
Eye for an eye for what you did
I cut you to pieces, paint the chapel red
Bet you think it is over and wish you were dead
I rip out my blade, the size of a truck
And penetrate your ass you pedophile fuck!

I am the knifer
Proud to be the knifer