| The smell of gasoline mixed with blood
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| Forcing the chain to chew the meat
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| Euphoric rapture fed from the screams of the dying
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| To satisfy their maiming urge
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| Knee deep in gore
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| Caress the mutilated torso
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| An army bred for dismemberment
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| The order of the chainsaw
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| The order of the chainsaw
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| Sawed up bodies left in rotting piles
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| In a putrefaction process to mold
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| Unpleasant reek when the festered remains erupt
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| Surrounded by their innards pus
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| Worshpier of the flesh caving machinery
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| They cut simultaneously through the spine
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| In a shower of blood, with violence they rule
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| They follow only one law — the chainsaw
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| They follow only one law
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| The order of the chainsaw |