The basement incinerator Is where they'll put the head Hose the floor and clean the room Anywhere they bled
Into boxes go the bags Fill the space with rocks In the dark of night He throws them off the docks
Rotting in the river Never to be found Under tons of concrete Deep beneath the ground
From behind he grabs his mouth The blade goes to his neck Bulging veins pumping blood He struggles to protect
If you don't cut open the stomach The corpse will rise and float The victim is discovered dead Rotting organs bloat
The killer chops the body With a scalpel and an ax The parts are then drained And put into the sacks
Grab the neck, Slit the throat, take the life Hang the corpse - Prepare to drain the blood
Bone saw, meat cleaver, filleting knife Carve the corpse - Dissect him in the tub
Smash the teeth, slice off scars, crush the bones With a crowbar - scrape off all tattoos
If you don't cut open the stomach The corpse will rise and float The victim is discovered dead Rotting organs bloat
The killer chops the body With a scalpel and an ax The parts are then drained And put into the sacks
Chunks of a skull Sawn in half bones Body is found Killer unknownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
