Honed age of decea*****t
Carving the sign of evil bliss
Body left perforated
Innocent victim of a twisted sickness

Face slashed beyond recognition
Broken pieces fall form the skull
Intestinally punctured, bleeding internally
Bursting shocks of pain, exceed

Subsequent mutilation, violence infests in a man
Leaves him burning with anger, outburst from hell
Suffer with every dying twitch
Gored remains of the human shell

No one left to hear your cries
Butcher's soul fails to be satisfied

Psychotic, deranged, abominated
Multiple stab wounds, malefic incarnated
Termination's tool bites unwilling flesh
Infinite blood can never, can never quench

Painful suffering attacks the mortal sin of real life
Conscience hears only words advising it to strike
Alliance with the blade
Obsession bores into the mind

Trail of violence without end
String of corpses left behind
To avoid the capture of your many mentors
Forever slicing life to sustain your own

Burning sensation inflicted
Leaving the body lacerated and bruised
Emotions transpired as rage
Leaving multiple stab wounds

Overcome by the malevolence
Deprived of an end without pain
Corpse lies in an alley with inflictions
To rest you pray

Psychotic, deranged, abominated
Multiple stab wounds, malefic incarnated
Termination's tool bites unwilling flesh
Infinite blood can never, can never quench

A soul infested with nihilist beliefs
Leaves it burning abhorred
Evil intentions covered with disgust
Possession undertakes its bloody chore

Final strike of the mayhemic knife
As he lay gasping
To become one with the ground
The last to look upon his eyes
Is the next to adorn the ***asin's crown