Right, well it's come down to it.
It's the time to man up...to see what you can do, to Lia, for yourself.
You want her, of course...You need her. Perhaps? This is questionable. You want her, though, definitely.
So...How do you get something you want? Well, I suppose I could take it. Take it and steal it.
What can I do to take it? I could hurt her...I suppose. There are so many ways of causing a young girl pain - she'll be in it already of course, it's that time of month. It's as if her body is agreeing with me. It's my ally. It wants me. She shouldn't ignore it, but she does. I feel sorry that I have to hurt her body, my friend and ally, in order to get what I want. But it has to be done.
One taste of the honey...Then I'll be fine.
Let's think again, let's not get distracted.
What can I do to her?
Cut her.
Strangle her.
Twist her.
Pull her.
Stretch her.
Crush her.
Scratch her.
Bite her.
Force her.
Punch her.
Slap her.
Open her.
Why is she closed? She wasn't always closed...but then, she wasn't always sober. Should I get her drunk, or drug her? Should I use medication to avoid this pain for her? Do I want to hurt her? I have sleeping pills...Should I send her to sleep? Should I sleep with her? Should I rape her?
I am a holy man...Is rape a sin? Is it a sin to rape a Goddess? Surely that's something Holy. A man once told me if I wanted to get to Heaven, I had to fuck a saint. Is that true?
What if she doesn't undress? Cut her clothes off.
What if she doesn't submit? Cut her hair off.
What if she ..? Cut her breath off.
It's fine. I'm fine. She wont be. But, I'll be happy once this is through. I'm going to have her.
I'll touch her. Lick her. Sniff her. I'll feel her with every bit of my skin, on every bit of her skin. I want her. Would I have to kill her to get her? I hope not. I don't want to kill. But I might. She's nice. Is she nice dead? I'm told she is. I will have her. She will be mine.
O sweet Lia, of Bishop's bleak streets,
I long to find you, for you my heart beats.
On you my mind is most deeply bent,
I'm sleeping outside your house in a tent...
In my tent I sit, with stolen broadband,
Dreaming and scheming of winning your hand;
Your beauty it's radiance lightens my face,
My sin, my soul, my Lolita, my grace.
As I gaze from my vantage point over the street,
I dwell on our hearts as together they beat.
I hunt you enchanted one, I draw closer too.
But no...Maybe the 'morrow...Today is too soon.
I HAD DIARRHEA
AFTER I SAID DIE TO LIA
SHE TRIED TO SCREAM BUT
I JUST TIED AND KIND OF BEAT HER
UNTIL I GOT TIRED AND RECLINED IN MY SEAT SOME
ASKED HER TO GIVE ME ONE GOOD LINE OR REASON
OF WHY I SHOULDN'T SLIT HER THROAT WITH THIS KNIFE AND SHOOT HER WITH THIS 9 MILIMETA
SHE SAID THAT SHE'D BE THE ONE KILLIN ME... DUMB
SHE STILL CAN'T SEE... THE
FIRE IN MY EYES
FIENDIN FOR HER BLOOD LIKE A VAMPIRE IN THE NIGHT
TO KILL HER IS MY DESIRE AND MY PLIGHT
CUTTING HIGHER AND HIGHER WITH EACH SLICE
TAKE SOME WIRE AND BIND HER, SO SHE'S TIGHT
I BURN HER WITH FIRE, THE SITUATION IS DIRE SO SHE BITES
I LOOK INTO HER FLESHY FACE
I THINK ABOUT HOW GREAT OF A MESS IT'D MAKE
IF I TOOK THE FRESHEST BLADES AND STARTED TO CUT DEEP INTO HER NECK AND BREAK HER FUCKIN NOSE, I'D ORGASM YELL YES I CAME
BUT I START TO HAVE SECOND THOUGHTS, WHAT THE... NO... WELL LET'S JUST SAY...
THE FLOOR'S SPATTERED WITH BLOOD, WEAPONS, I'M GUESSIN I THINK THAT I HAVE A BADDER WAY TO EJACULATE,
TEAM UP, AND GO KIDNAP AND PLAY WITH A FUCKIN GIRL IN EUROPE, HIJACK A TOUR BUS, SOUNDS GOOD, LET'S PACK TODAY.
I FANTASIZE ABOUT WATCHING HER BLADDER SPRAY
I BET SHE HAD IT COMING THOUGH, DOESN'T IT MAKE THAT OK?
ON THE RUN FROM THE POLICE, "THEY WENT THAT A-WAY"
ONLY KILLED 5 GIRLS, PLEASE, IT'S ALMOST SAD TO SAY
I WANT A PILE OF BODIES OF STYLISH HOTTIES NO TIME TO BE SPOTTY
POLICE CAN'T FIND US, LOOKS LIKE WE'RE GONNA GET OFF FREE
WE GO BACK TO THE UNITED KINGDOM
BAGS OF BODY PARTS, WELL, WE TRIED TO BRING SOME
BUT CUSTOMS TOOK ONE LOOK AND WAS LIKE THE FUCK
WE SAID IT JUST WAS PIG PARTS, AND ANIMALS
"THEY'RE PRETTY BIG HEARTS, ARE YOU CANNIBALS?"
WE GOT THIS FAR, AND SAID CAN WE GO? THEY SAID FINE AND WE WERE BACK HOME IN ENGLAND LIKE DAMN, WE BOLD.
A FEW YEARS GO BY
THE FEARS SUBSIDE
VICTIM'S FAMILIES HAD MANY TEARS THEY CRIED
I WOKE UP ONE MORNING, LOOKED AT LIA, HER HAIR LOOKED BEAUTIFUL TO ME, JUST TANGLED IN A MESS
FOR SOME REASON, I DECIDED RIGHT THERE TO STRANGLE HER TO DEATH
YEAH, I'M A LITTLE BIT MANGLED IN THE HEAD
BUT I KILLED MYSELF, TOO, TWO BODIES DANGLED IN THE BED