Murphy's Law - Ilsa Lyrics

Down in the cellar in Stalingrad, chained up to a wall
Banded iron across my back, electrodes on my balls
Ilsa baby make love to me, in such a way it's mean
Ja das ist mein lebenstraum, make me wanna cream

Aryan bitch, goddess in black, hard just like a rock
If you fail to satisfy she'll cut off your cock
Ilsa baby make love to me, in such a way it's mean
Ja das ist mein lebenstraum, you make me wanna scream

Ilsa, she-wolf of the SS

[Thanks to Sterling.Dew for correcting these lyrics]