| Song | Disembowel |
| Artist | Autopsy |
| Album | Severed Survival |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cutler, Reifert | |
| Here I sit surrounded by white | |
| My arms wrapped around my back real tight | |
| What did I do that was so worng that | |
| I had to pay | |
| I don't think anyones gonna miss her anyway | |
| I just couldn't take anymore shit | |
| So with a swing of my knife her stomach was split | |
| Putrid bile and guts al over the floor | |
| Couldn't help but laugh at this vision of gore | |
| Severed flesh began to expel blood | |
| The stench of defecation as | |
| I cut Shoved my hand into the gaping slice | |
| As you tried to emit gurgling cries | |
| Intestines on the ground | |
| Guts removed | |
| Disebowel | |
| Twitching.... | |
| Violently | |
| Dying....In agony | |
| Blood....Comes flowing forth | |
| Eyes....No longer see | |
| Severed flesh began to expel blood | |
| The stench of defecation as | |
| I cut Shoved my hand into the gaping slice | |
| As you tried to emit gurgling cries | |
| Intestines on the ground | |
| Guts removed | |
| Disebowel |
| zuo qu : Cutler, Reifert | |
| Here I sit surrounded by white | |
| My arms wrapped around my back real tight | |
| What did I do that was so worng that | |
| I had to pay | |
| I don' t think anyones gonna miss her anyway | |
| I just couldn' t take anymore shit | |
| So with a swing of my knife her stomach was split | |
| Putrid bile and guts al over the floor | |
| Couldn' t help but laugh at this vision of gore | |
| Severed flesh began to expel blood | |
| The stench of defecation as | |
| I cut Shoved my hand into the gaping slice | |
| As you tried to emit gurgling cries | |
| Intestines on the ground | |
| Guts removed | |
| Disebowel | |
| Twitching.... | |
| Violently | |
| Dying.... In agony | |
| Blood.... Comes flowing forth | |
| Eyes.... No longer see | |
| Severed flesh began to expel blood | |
| The stench of defecation as | |
| I cut Shoved my hand into the gaping slice | |
| As you tried to emit gurgling cries | |
| Intestines on the ground | |
| Guts removed | |
| Disebowel |
| zuò qǔ : Cutler, Reifert | |
| Here I sit surrounded by white | |
| My arms wrapped around my back real tight | |
| What did I do that was so worng that | |
| I had to pay | |
| I don' t think anyones gonna miss her anyway | |
| I just couldn' t take anymore shit | |
| So with a swing of my knife her stomach was split | |
| Putrid bile and guts al over the floor | |
| Couldn' t help but laugh at this vision of gore | |
| Severed flesh began to expel blood | |
| The stench of defecation as | |
| I cut Shoved my hand into the gaping slice | |
| As you tried to emit gurgling cries | |
| Intestines on the ground | |
| Guts removed | |
| Disebowel | |
| Twitching.... | |
| Violently | |
| Dying.... In agony | |
| Blood.... Comes flowing forth | |
| Eyes.... No longer see | |
| Severed flesh began to expel blood | |
| The stench of defecation as | |
| I cut Shoved my hand into the gaping slice | |
| As you tried to emit gurgling cries | |
| Intestines on the ground | |
| Guts removed | |
| Disebowel |