End of all

Carving up your flesh

Entrails fall

Smashingcracking limbs



At the altar of madness

Carving up your flesh

Smashing heads up less

The piece of meat is mass



Ripped that skin and torn that flesh

For analy addiction

Dismembering rancid arms and legs

By lunaticall fiction



Butchered Souls

Are my addiction

Butchered souls

For my confection



Ones wash your hands with blood

Take; take all of their guts

Make; make murdering flesh

This suffer for dying



Ripped that skin and torn that flesh

For analy addiction

Dismembering rancid arms and legs

By lunaticall fiction



I take your arms away

Feasting for their souls

Am I blood and body screaming?

Your times has come to begin the bleeding

Butchered souls

Butchered souls



Feasting the blood

Your arms are broken

Of any kill

What means be butchered

Butchered Souls

Butchered Souls



Ripping that skin

My hands are blood red

Just one more kill

Oh, we could never be



Am I blood and also bleeding?

Dying souls and body screaming

After kill this

Insight body

Are you dying in the middle of the night?

Are you crowling it means to stay, be blind?



Suffocated, reconnected, cut together, kill with pleasure,

Morbid visions, stripped and strangled



Give me now the axe; hold your head for suffering

Of any condemned, time for blasphemous bleeding



What have I done?