Book of Berdella Lyrics

Ink of blood

Pages of flesh

The book of Berdella

Of pain and distress

Written to floor you

With the constant torture

And the words you read out

They leave a permanent scar

Held captive against their will

Drained of strength, staying still

Drugged to the point where you can't catch your breath

All alone you'll meet your death

Zero guilt, hemorrhage

You'll find yourself in a ditch

Should I play some more or let you rest?

In restrains, this ain't no test

I don't play nice, you try to flee

Victim count? Way past three

Your bleeding heart stops to pound

Glassy eyes, victim down

Ink of blood

Pages of flesh

The book of Berdella

Of pain and distress

Written to floor you

With the constant torture

And the words you read out

They leave a permanent scar

Dissected

Deserted

Discarded

Dead

Ink of blood

Pages of flesh

The book of Berdella

Of pain and distress

Written to floor you

With the constant torture

And the words you read out

They leave a permanent scar