Hacked to pieces

Hacked to pieces

Six Feet Under

Butchered – born to bleed
No known cure for my disease
I’ll start to slice and kill and maim
I’ll pick up a hammer smash in your face
Torn up, I’ll continue to kill you
I’ll grab a knife and stick it in you
Your body mangled drenched in blood – blood

Pulverized, I’m on another attack
Don’t turn your back, I bought my pick-axe
Look into my eyes, these eyes are dead
As I kill I still cum blood
Torn up, I’ll continue to kill you
I’ll grab a knife and stick it in you
Your body mangled drenched in blood – dead

Torture, unbearable – hallucinate to victimize
More killing under way, your flesh will bear my pain
Dislocated – reconnected, stitched together
Obscene pleasure, profane vision – hacked to pieces
Severed, worm-infested, dismembered in your coffin
I’ll dig you up just to kill you again
I will violate you
Rot – rot – rot

Blister – the flesh will fester, boils explode pus
Suture dead parts together, decapitated headless neck
Gouging eyes of the partially decayed
Skull cracked open to expose your brain
Blood flows – hacked to pieces
Severed, worm-infested, dismembered in your coffin
I’ll dig you up just to kill you again
I will violate you
Rot – rot – rot – rot – the body will rot
Cut the throat – you’ll make the heart stop
Rot – the body will rot
Arteries harden – blood now clots

Severed, worm-infested, dismembered in your coffin
I’ll dig you up just to kill you again
I will violate you
Rot – rot, your body will rot
Rot – rot, your body will rot
Rot – rot, your body will rot!

Feasting On The Blood Of The Insane

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