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