The sound of the breaking bones,

smell of fresh, warm flesh,

you catch your victim,

feast of the slaughter.



His empty eyesockets excrete remains of brain,

like a soulless butcher you destroy element of life.



Like a professional surgeon you cut tissue of this life.



It's masterpiece, detailed operation,

eviscerated victims you caught feel nothing.



[lead: Maly]

[lead: Tocha]