| You’ve become my greatest endeavor, die for me and last forever |
| Step number one in my incision of sickness, hold the iron behind the blade |
| Slice real slow you scream and suffer, not a drop spilt as I kill you |
| Across the spine I start to cut, the anticipation gets me eager |
| Almost there as your flesh burns and lets off rancid odors |
| You’re still alive, my deed is done and that’s what I had hoped for |
| Beheaded, head is gone, headless evermore |
| Beheaded without a drop spilt |
| Decapitate without a sense of guilt |
| Then hold the head up and laugh ungodly |
| As I show them their own body |
| Beheaded without a drop spilt, beheaded without a sense of guilt |
| Beheaded, Decapitate, Beheaded, Decapitate!!! |
| Beheaded without a drop spilt |
| Decapitate without a sense of guilt |
| Then hold the head up and laugh ungodly |
| As I show them their own body |
| You’ve become my greatest endeavor, die for me and last forever |