| Song | Strangulation Mutilation |
| Artist | Jungle Rot |
| Album | Dead & Buried |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Jungle Rot | |
| Bodies they fill my dreams | |
| Twisted and mangled limbs | |
| Rotted and bloodied pulp | |
| Demise at the hands of me | |
| I can't control myself | |
| Eyes pop from skulls | |
| Hands at the base of neck | |
| Squeezing your life away | |
| Strangulation | |
| Mutilation | |
| Sick creation | |
| No explaination | |
| Mind rotted with disease | |
| Sickness was born within | |
| Lust after others' death | |
| Want to reveal entrails | |
| I can't control myself | |
| I slice your throat | |
| Laugh as I watch you blead | |
| Begin the surgery slice | |
| Put a knife in your chest | |
| Ribs spread open wide | |
| Tear through the organs inside | |
| Bloodlust satisfied death | |
| Bloodied cavity lays | |
| Drained of precious life | |
| Rot fills the halls of your air | |
| The bodies mean we arrived | |
| Running through my mind | |
| Another victim's eyes | |
| Having you with me 'till the moment of demise | |
| Hate fear lonely cries | |
| No remorse for the victim, rob him of his life | |
| Question why? | |
| Burning deep inside. |
| zuo qu : Jungle Rot | |
| Bodies they fill my dreams | |
| Twisted and mangled limbs | |
| Rotted and bloodied pulp | |
| Demise at the hands of me | |
| I can' t control myself | |
| Eyes pop from skulls | |
| Hands at the base of neck | |
| Squeezing your life away | |
| Strangulation | |
| Mutilation | |
| Sick creation | |
| No explaination | |
| Mind rotted with disease | |
| Sickness was born within | |
| Lust after others' death | |
| Want to reveal entrails | |
| I can' t control myself | |
| I slice your throat | |
| Laugh as I watch you blead | |
| Begin the surgery slice | |
| Put a knife in your chest | |
| Ribs spread open wide | |
| Tear through the organs inside | |
| Bloodlust satisfied death | |
| Bloodied cavity lays | |
| Drained of precious life | |
| Rot fills the halls of your air | |
| The bodies mean we arrived | |
| Running through my mind | |
| Another victim' s eyes | |
| Having you with me ' till the moment of demise | |
| Hate fear lonely cries | |
| No remorse for the victim, rob him of his life | |
| Question why? | |
| Burning deep inside. |
| zuò qǔ : Jungle Rot | |
| Bodies they fill my dreams | |
| Twisted and mangled limbs | |
| Rotted and bloodied pulp | |
| Demise at the hands of me | |
| I can' t control myself | |
| Eyes pop from skulls | |
| Hands at the base of neck | |
| Squeezing your life away | |
| Strangulation | |
| Mutilation | |
| Sick creation | |
| No explaination | |
| Mind rotted with disease | |
| Sickness was born within | |
| Lust after others' death | |
| Want to reveal entrails | |
| I can' t control myself | |
| I slice your throat | |
| Laugh as I watch you blead | |
| Begin the surgery slice | |
| Put a knife in your chest | |
| Ribs spread open wide | |
| Tear through the organs inside | |
| Bloodlust satisfied death | |
| Bloodied cavity lays | |
| Drained of precious life | |
| Rot fills the halls of your air | |
| The bodies mean we arrived | |
| Running through my mind | |
| Another victim' s eyes | |
| Having you with me ' till the moment of demise | |
| Hate fear lonely cries | |
| No remorse for the victim, rob him of his life | |
| Question why? | |
| Burning deep inside. |