Catenate casualties  Chained up in the cellar  Mother told me not to cry  The foul stench of the cellar  These days are not forgotten  Fact is : I'm now in control  Mom and Dad are gazing casualties  Humanoid  Chained up in the cellar  Decomposing parents  Grinning in the shadow  I wonder if they felt my pain  Outside is waiting fresh meat  Inside is burning blind hate  Where would you rather be  Lured down into the cellar  New blood drips on rusty links  Facing these 2 bodies  Casualties humanoid  Chained up in the cellar  Decomposing parents  Grinning in the shadow  Now my family is complete  Renew my hate, looking at you  Outside is waiting fresh meat  Inside is burning blind hate  Where would you rather be  Renew my hate, looking at you