Song | Chopped to Pieces |
Artist | Mortician |
Album | Darkest Day of Horror |
Axe is swinging, head severing | |
Veins are spraying, blood splattering | |
Frantic chopping, limbs are falling | |
Stumps are gushing, blood and organs | |
The torso left, a mangled mess | |
A limbless heap of bloody meat |