Neoandertals - Cut-Throat Lyrics
An act of joyInside her is her first boySlightly twisting the neckA sapphire-coloured sharp stone for marking the throatSlicing three mocking cuts of painAt first she thought they were adorableShe kissed them back with passion and loveBut those are vile beasts that feast on beautiesFar from being normal boysViolent sexual behaviourNo pulling out before ejaculationNo stopping after cummingIs she really thirteen?Surrounding her for sodomizingThey piss into your vaginaOn her clit they will feedSo delicious and sweetLick and kiss your little arseLimestone caves darkened by the odour of filth and decaySunk in the dank airPlayed with her underdeveloped breasts, Until they became tender and weakShe must be thirteenHer teats now swollen and hurtingWhat a whore she has beenAfter a large amount of suckingNipples carved outA vampirish pack of threeBreastfeeding the hobbits with warm bloodThe unwashed hands grabbing her tight twatThey prefer it rottenThey did slit her throatA clean cut throughCoughing on her own bloodShe will die so youngLet her die a woman's deathWind-blasted rock formations with grey-brown wallsDevoid of colourA brooding look and feelTrapped and scaredHer bladder leaking and hurtingThe spawn of the damnedA wind blew into the cold cave, chillingShe is no longer warm and wetLong periods of starvation aheadThey will wait until their mistress is deadShe is depressed and dyingHelp her! Trapped and scaredIndeedRape is the cruellest death
