Fear of dying   Unknown ending   Bloody-coagulating   Cut through your hollow bones   Emptied of your weakened soul   Pus ejected out the pores   Hatchet choped her into bits   Playing with her severed tits   Sucking out the bloodied milk   Waiting for decay waiting      Straped to the table    My tools are sharpened      Never-ending violent killings   Young and helpless   Unborn tortured-knives stuck in her   Cut up and fucked      Cold inside   Blood explodes from every hole   I hear you now screaming   My work just begining   Waiting for decay      Cut off leg twitching   But the body's not moving      Those I hunt are   Rotting in the grave and   Crippled and broken   Weeks left decaying   Dead unburied   I open up the coffin   No it don't disgust me   It gets me hard      I ejaculate-on the corpse      Another whore to torture and butcher   To molest after death   I'm just waiting for decay