Take this knife and cut my neck

Terrified, so alone and me
Completely blood stained and tied up
My desire was to inflict pain on her
Pain that would remain in her mind till the end

A whore doesn't understand the message of my work
She says "fuck me" but I cut her with a knife

Feeling the smell of a burning rot
She begged "take but don't hurt me"
The art is more important than this little pleasure
Cutting her face I deprived her of beauty

She suffered, cried, saturated with fear
She groaned when my knife was cutting her vagina
Blood gushed even more from her eyes
And I damaged her left breast
Putting away my knife I tortured her with my hands
She temporarily faint but still alive
And her bloodless corpse said
"take this knife and cut my throat"