Who are these strangers? Trespassing on my dear family’s property Are they going to hurt us? Are they going to steal? No need for outsiders here Mother tells me family is all I need They’ll try to tear this family apart So I’ll tear them limb from limb
Stalking them through the woods Carrying my beloved birthday present Revving up my chainsaw The hunt begins
Stench of petrol fumes in the air As I stumble after my targets Screams drowned out by the squeal of my chainsaw The thrill of the chase exciting me Until I hear a crunch in the distance The sound of bone crushed by my bear traps Screams of anguish from my prey A new beautiful specimen is now mine
Slashing and hacking Sawing through bone Slicing through the flesh Tearing at the meat Preserving the face
Dragging the corpse home to work on Carving sweet meat from the carcass Boiling the bones Frying the flesh in fresh blood Pickling the organs Brewing Sawyer’s famous chilli The secret’s in the meat
Rummaging through my tools My hand picks up the scalpel Carefully removing the face with surgical precision Stitching together the skin Applying makeup to the eyes and to the lips I just want to feel beautiful Placing the mask over my face Am I a pretty girl now momma?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.