With every passing day you grow weak
Barely breathing can hardly speak
A painful death thus is what you seek
Once you reach the gates of hell you will see
Clearly the consequences of f*cking with me
Take a knife drive it through your neck
Continue sawing until I've removed your head
Pale blue eyes still staring even after you die
Peaking insanity Ingesting innards and all thing sanguine
Degeneration My mental state has collapsed
Incineration Bloated body turned to ash
Trepidation Covering the crime after the fact
Exsanguination Joining with the dead at last
No time to think only to escape
I covered him in lighter fluid and put a flame to his face
Onto the next to seal their fate
I'm leading the authorities on a deadly race
The more time spent on my trail
I'm filleting victims to send to hell
Once I feel my work is through
It's time for me to join them too
Crushing them down into the depths of the earth
Rotting pig corpse is now fertilizer in the dirt