Cult Disciples

The Fate of Mary-Anne

Cult Disciples


A little piece of flesh 
Inside my hand . 
So sweet, young and innocent 
She was, to me. 

Raped her dead, Like Simon said. 
Took the maidens life. 
Whith my special knife! 

Running, screaming- yet, I caught her away 
Simon Sent me. -To make this deed in Jesus name 

Moaning, Whining, twisting, turnin, passion burning- 
I really think she liked my taste. -Tearing 
Scratching, bleeding, breathing, choking, dying- oh 
It felt so heavenly! 

On the ground , She was found. 
Slaughtered beyond recognition. 

Silent, Sleeping- the papers called it brutal death, 
Tell me, Simon- Do you think they´ll find her dead? 

Moaning, Whining, Twisting, Turning, Passion burning 

Searching body parts for hours dragged the lake to 
find her back spine. there I stood and watched them 
Crying, Moaning, Whining. 

Running , Screaming, Twisting, Turning, passion Burning, 
I really think that Simon`s proud. 
Tearing, Scratching, Bleeding, Breathing, Choking, Dying. 
Oh- it felt so heavenly. 

(Part 2 "The Funeral") 

We`re gathered here today, to lay to rest 
Marry-Ann-Parker 
May "God" take her into his kingdom and protect 
her virgin Soul. 

The Lord won´t take this child today only "Gods" 
servent are granted. 
That little sinner isn´t pure that bitch must burn in Hell. 
So sweet , So dead.