Chorus
You must do it, do it quick,
A strong thrust, no little prick
So you won't need to again.
Come on, free me from this pain.

Inward doth the violence turn.
There is a lesson one must learn.
Come on, you've got the motivation...
Endulge yourself in mutilation.
The end is very near for me...
Shall I taste something so sweet?

Chorus x2