Bath Of Bugs

I'm tied to a bench
It's so fucking cold
My naked body
Is covered with my blood
Sliced and cut
There are so (sic) deep wounds
Hate and fear
In my mind
You come closer
With dark and evil eyes
In your hand
A bucket full of vermin
Bath of bugs
Your sick mind
Creates a painful torture
These carnivorous bugs
Are feasting on my flesh
In every orifice
You put a worm, they eat my eyes
And gnaw into my brain
Even in my wounds are those bloody maggots
Ripping off the meat
of my white bones
Ripping off the meat
of my white bones
Your sick mind
Creates a painful torture
These carnivorous bugs
Are feasting on my flesh
Bath of bugs
In my urethra
The bugs eat my cock
My heart is infected
Soon I will die