歌词
Bodies rotting.
Decomposing flesh falling From bone.
Suffering alone sickened by the sight Of vile perversions.
Waiting for what lies in store.
Losing your mind as I step inside.
Before you realize I've already begun the process.
Your limbs quickly reduced to stumps.
Evacuation of your bowels provokes demented laughter.
Your **** floats in a pool of blood.
Heed the hatchet splits the bone.
Torture for amusement.
Sick absurdity.
Silence follows dismembering.
Excitement subsides Until the next offering.