1. MUTILATOR

A vacation getaway
Expecting greatness
A wonderful escape
From the trials of life
Visit my father's condo
With a few friends
Little do we know
Most of us will die

Never to see the sunrise

Drowned in a pool
Gutted with a motor
Chopped into pieces
Skewered on hooks
Hidden in the garage
Away from wandering eyes
On the shores of this beach
Is where you'll die

Bodies on the
Beachfront floor
Vacation bloodbath
Getaway of gore

As the night dwindles away
Young lovers are swiftly slain
You are doomed if you stray
The mutilator makes them pay
Matricide avenger's day
Killing all those in the way
On reckless young ones he will prey
The mutilator's son will pay

Bodies on the
Beachfront floor
Vacation bloodbath
Getaway of gore


2. HUMAN ROADKILL

I'm a maniac
I shouldn't have a license
For there's a chance that something bad
Will happen while I'm driving
Going home from work
From a real late shift
See a stupid cycler
They're annoying as shit
He's hogging my lane
There's nobody around
I'm tired of his slow ass
He is going down
I go full speed ahead
Knock him from his bike
Crush the wheels and bend it
Send him flying high

He is impaired now wondering
What kind of idiot just hit him
This cycling nuisance out of luck
I grab my magnum from my truck

I walk up to him and he is cussing me
Below his breath
He doesn't know that I am the one who will
Bring his death
As I point my magnum at his dome I pull
Back the hammer
His brains splatter on the grass behind him as I
Pull the trigger


3. BLOODBATH VIGIL

Hiding in the Butler mansion
Ready to attack
If you trespass I will come
And hack you with my axe

Former hospital inmates
Prominent in the town
Their wrong-doings ignite my rage
I will bring them down

Lawyer and wife hacked to death
Killed the sheriff with a shovel
Amputated Towman's hands
Bashed Tess over the head

Escaped from an asylum
Hidden away from the town
Faked my death for good purpose
To put my enemies in the ground


4. SADISTICALLY DISMEMBERED

Crickets chirp
In the swamp lands
Bliss at first
Now behind you he stands
Tumorous flesh
And hatchet in hand
It's too late now
Should have already ran
Hacking with fury
Through flesh and bone
Still alive to watch
But you're already gone
Appendages removed
Ridding you of functions
Screams and angered roars
Resonate in conjunction

Bleeding profusely
Gasping for breath
A de-limbed victim
Hoping for death

Mutilating torment
He finishes you
Once your limbs are split
Through and through
Limbless slab of meat
Blood leaving the heart
You'd have been lucky to leave
Keeping every part


5. CLOSED CASKET

(Instrumental)


6. HER PRETTY LITTLE SEVERED HEAD

Lifting herself
On whoever she can
Hourglass shape
Morality raped
Exterior of marble
Renaissance art
Interior of sewage
Necrotizing heart

An ununique breed of feminine swine
On widespread attention and power they dine
On sexual desperation the succubi feed
Narcissism, debauchery, disloyalty

Lifted by weak, the promiscuous horde
Waste the lives of feeble men, and still want more
Abusing their image for some flattering text
Corrupted by a youth culture of drugs and sex

Beauty's skin deep but the axe goes deeper
Wooden handle in my hand, you know I can't wait to meet her
She's a self-obsessed bitch and I don't expect more
I wanna penetrate her, make the blade unveil gore

A greater bliss than any pussy can get me
A look of surprise when her insides she sees
I live on a desire to make her kind no more
Great satisfaction when her bowels hit the floor

Kicking her pretty little severed head across the floor
Consumed by necessary evil, not the same anymore
Kicking her pretty little severed head across the floor
Slaughter the race of harlots, make them no more


7. MISAWGYNY

Your struggling just brings me stress
Hands grasping your exposed breasts
Lacerations to the chest
Strangling out your every breath

A hacksaw for disposal space
The twitching of your bloody face
Limbs come loose as I saw through
A torso all that's left of you

Sacks of flesh with vag and tits
Nothing I want to do with
But mutilate torment and kill
Misogynistic carnage thrills


8. NEVER TO LEAVE THE MOUNTAIN ALIVE

A mountain in Oregon
You are told to beware
For you may not return
If you choose to venture there
Incest and perversion
Conceived two morbid brothers
If you camp there defenseless
You will suffer

Machetes
Chopping
Unwelcome trespassers
Pleasure
Through murder
Is what they're after

Teenagers camping
Stalked by animals
The sight of blood
Makes them fulfilled

Bodies impaled and hacked apart
Skewered through the guts and heart
Hunters and young degenerates
Through their flesh the killers cut