Feel the razors tickle the skin A hundred cuts release the blood When the scalpel carves the flesh
Chainsaw the instrument for pain Use the saw to cut the limbs Body parts float in blood
Through the flesh, into the bones, total mutilation in blood Carnal pain opening the skull the crushed head starts to burst Mangled skin falls apart, flesh-like human waste A death enclosed with suffering until the final breath
The eyeballs leave the face Skin falls to the ground In a mixture of human mush Saw straight through the chest Fractured ribs collapse in dust Intestines squished from the wounds
Fleshy butchery, inhuman carnage
Strip the skin off the dead Saw the muscles one by one Complete the chainsaw surgery
An operation filled with blood Total mutilated corpse Implements covered with gore
Through the flesh, into the bones, total mutilation in blood Carnal pain opening the skull the crushed head starts to burst Mangled skin falls apart, flesh-like human waste A death enclosed with suffering until the final breath
Compositores: [Music: T. Gustafsson, Lyrics: E. Rundqvist]