I'm a man, I'm a very sick manI got one aim this is kill and kill againI was born with pain and pain I give backAll I do with people is mangle, scalp and hackI kill as many I canI got no friends but you can call me slamI torture and make them bleedStrangulation, mutilation is my creedI strangle them with a ropeBefore I prefer to smoke a lot of dopeI slaughter them without brainIn the news they're telling I'm insaneBrainpan bluesKill all the time - No day without a victimIt's more than a crime, his condition state - Mentally confusedI slice them with my knifeInside the body my right hand diveI butcher them for funOr shoot them with my gunI choke them with a stringWhen I murder I always singI scalp and take their hairBut before I ask them to be fairBrainpan bluesI hack them and I slayWhen it's done, I start to prayI chop, carve and slashI rip, tear and I hashI impale them and I spearI leave them on the pale and disappearAt last I drink their bloodI eat their brains and I eat their mudBrainpan blues