Shreds Of Flesh

Blood gush forth When your skin is sawed Reeking slices Of flesh so raw Now you're dying - Slow and terrifying Hacking your body Limb from limb I hope it felt nice When the pain was set in Horrified Nauseating and disgusting The art of murder has no Emotion for it's victims Now you are just some shreds of flesh --- Shreds of Flesh - Entombed and Nihilist