Destruction — Tormentor lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Tormentor" by Destruction.

Lyrics

A little boy played strange games
No toy he ever touched
But when nobody looked
His body cooked — in his soul where burnin´ flames
Oh my son i see your talent
Waitin´ for such guys like you
Satan´s in his throne
In his dark damned doom
His help he´ll shurly sent!
Oh little mouse — where is your head
Do you want something instead
Now little bird you see my blade
Now you see i know my trade
— tormentor —
He the master in his own four walls
Life´s an life in fun
Cause his only joy
Is an livin´toy
— somebody to cut off —
Oh bloody body — where´s your head
Can´t find it in this mess
Missused life i can´t stand it But i´ll have success!
— tormentor —