Butchering the helpless

Was his way of life

Uncontrolled rage

Internal strife

The pain he dealt out was never repaid

Retribution was sought by the ones he had slain

Infernal phantasm

Condemned to agony

No escape after death

Condemned to agony

Heads of his victims

Have returned to haunt

Dripping with blood

Rotted and gaunt

The pain is reflected to him after death

With the victis of his knife, he is now beset

Reliving every crime

Condemned to agony

No escape from their hate

Condemned to agony, agony

He thought he got away

His crimes unpunished he took them to the grave

Their tortured souls are waiting

Now they make him pay

Exact their revenge using methods that he used

To make him understand them



To chop him up

Is their revenge

With no remorse

They slash him, disfigure



Undying hate

His torment endless

He's torn apart and they cut the pieces smaller

The knife he used to maim

Is turned against him and now they will do the same

Dissect the man of evil

His fingers are cut off

And forced into his mouth so that he cannot scream

And in pain they revel



[Solo - Owen]



To chop him up

Is their revenge

With no remorse

They slash him, disfigure



Abomination

Their creation

The man who killed them is now scattered

In the abyss



[Solo - O'Brien]



Infernal phantasm

Condemned to agony

No escape after death

Condemned to agony