Rotting cellar
Rusty instruments
Twisted surgeon
I cut your flesh
Sickening sweet taste
Of putrid flesh
While you're bleeding
I masturbate

I masturbate on your corpse
I rub your guts to my face
I eat your rotting flesh
And I masturbate

I cut you open more
I dig into your bowels
I wear your face as my own
And I masturbate on your corpse

Broken bonesaw
Set of rusty blades
Dull chainsaw
Are my instruments
As I dissect you
With careless cuts
While you're bleeding dry
I masturbate

I masturbate on your corpse
I rub your guts to my face
I eat your rotting flesh
And I masturbate

I cut you open more
I dig into your bowels
I wear your face as my own
And I masturbate on your corpse