Trying to conceal his murders the    Maniac    Stabs the heart    Stops the flow    Cleaning up the blood's a problem he    Now solves    Hooks through heels    Hung and bled       Corpses are suspended by their feet    Swaying dripping bloody piece of meat    Fastened to the ceiling leaking gore    Splashing down to the floor       Congealing fluids fester the stench    Revolting septic gruel    Putrid slop    Licks the surface of his dungeon    A gruesome meal    Rancid feast live on death       Corpses dangle lifeless gray and cold    Rotting flesh the meat hooks lose their    Hold    Stenching body falls onto the ground    Bones and flesh form a mound       Sanguinary killer will not stop    Hanging dead replacing those that drop    Blood he drinks like wine their flesh    His bread in his maw dripping red    Hung and bled       Oozing blood the butcher's victims    Soak the concrete    Putrefy    Halls of dread    Draped with death    Ornate crimes    Stalactites made of flesh    Festooned with innards    Gaining life    Sentient place, the stone walls    Breathe    Hungry soul    It can think    A genuine living hell    Created by    The butcher he lost control    Owner and property change their roles    Constantly feeding the gluttonous room    He once ruled the chamber    Now it's his tomb       Hung by their feet    Drained of blood    Swallowed by death    Greed of this place    Bodies    Decay, devoured by evil    Slave to this hell    He creates    Undying       [Solo: Pat]      Corpses are suspended by their feet    Swaying dripping bloody piece of meat    Fastened to the ceiling leaking gore    Splashing down to the floor    Corpses he suspended turning pale    All the blood drained into his grail    Fastened to the ceiling dry and dead    Fluids of life have been shed    Hung and bled