| I’ll rip the eyeballs from your head
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| Your innards boiled internally
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| Cremator flays you one by one
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| Sending ashes into eternity
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| Dissector’s good with a sharpened hook
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| I’ll gut you like a fish
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| Fermentor will anatomize
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| Against your every wish
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| Your face we’ll burn right off your skull
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| It’s my only vice
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| Decapitated with a scythe
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| Your bones we’ll fashion into dice
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| Spilled out organs we devour
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| I eat mine with a frosty brew
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| Your fate is sealed, as is your tomb
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| You’re really getting screwed
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| Your death will not be swift
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| At the hands of the mentally deficient
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| Slaughtering in the cemetary
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| We’re nothing if not efficient
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| A knife across your fucking throat
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| I’ll drink right from the slit
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| The blood is gulped through filthy hoods
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| And from our fingers licked
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| A pile of meat is all that remains
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| Quivering in the crypt
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| Your splattered torso steaming now
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| Where flesh has been unzipped
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| Entombed within the catacombs
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| Your grave an unmarked open ditch
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| Decaying in the fetid swamp
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| Your bones are black as pitch
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| Maniaxe!!! |