Mortician
Mortician - Slaughterhouse lyrics
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Deserted house of morbid death Chopped up bones and rotting flesh All that enter will be killed Cleaver splits your head in two Grinding up flesh Blood splattered death Corpses hang from sharp tell hooks Gutted, skinned, prepared to cook Deranged fuck squashes your head Laughing while you writhe in death Hacking off limbs Screaming victims