They say
Fear
Is only a figment
Of the imagination

If that's so
Then, maybe
Pain is the same

Let's figure this out
Once
And for all
And show you what
Your stomach looks like

With a twist
A twist
Of the knife
I plunge the
Blade
Into your side

As you cry
I cry out
In pleasure
Now that you beg
for your life

So tell me
Now that
You've seen every
Last drop
Of your blood

Was the fear real?
Or just in your head?
I guess
None of that matters
Now that you're dead
.......