Song Hacked To Pieces – Six Feet Under

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

wicked game
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