Trembling soft skin wrapping

shuddering warm flesh

blood pulsating through the veins



Tool insertion

science not perversion

the end result justifies the pain



Twisted human flesh

lovely smell of death

the sight of naked skin

the treasures deep within



The colour of the blood

every curve and cavity

morbid fuckin' lust

smell of death is what I need



Don't you mind the never ending

fucking killing aich

just you think of what a damned

good looking corpse you'll make



Substances injected

glands and blood infected

gasolin and peroxide



Sharp cold steel cuts through the skin

revealed is the within

the chest is open wide



Twisted human flesh

lovely smell of death

the sight of naked skin

the treasures deep within



The colour of the blood

every curve and cavity

morbid fuckin' lust

smell of death is what I need



Sliced down into the finest

see-through shiny meat red leafs

you have proven how damn beautyfull

a corps can be



Clitoris, liver and brain

desict, sliver and maim

pincer and razorblade



Samples, jars, neat labels

plastic bags and containers

photographs of every slain



Twisted human flesh

lovely smell of death

the sight of naked skin

the treasures deep within



The colour of the blood

every curve and cavity

morbid fuckin' lust

smell of death is what I need



To wash the blood off

of my damned hands

to get them realy clean

I'd need to fuckin' wash them endlessly