The basement incinerator

Is where they'll put the head

Hose the floor and clean the room

Anywhere they bled



Into boxes go the bags

Fill the space with rocks

In the dark of night

He throws them off the docks



Rotting in the river

Never to be found

Under tons of concrete

Deep beneath the ground



From behind he grabs his mouth

The blade goes to his neck

Bulging veins pumping blood

He struggles to protect



If you don't cut open the stomach

The corpse will rise and float

The victim is discovered dead

Rotting organs bloat



The killer chops the body

With a scalpel and an ax

The parts are then drained

And put into the sacks



Grab the neck, Slit the throat, take the life

Hang the corpse - Prepare to drain the blood



Bone saw, meat cleaver, filleting knife

Carve the corpse - Dissect him in the tub



Smash the teeth, slice off scars, crush the bones

With a crowbar - scrape off all tattoos



If you don't cut open the stomach

The corpse will rise and float

The victim is discovered dead

Rotting organs bloat



The killer chops the body

With a scalpel and an ax

The parts are then drained

And put into the sacks



Chunks of a skull

Sawn in half bones

Body is found

Killer unknown