The crowd has gathered over the city square Early in the morning waiting the trial court Excited faces hungry for blood and guts Those morbid curious that want the feast to start Three prisoners handcuffed and bent Slowly appearing from the shade Dilaceration! Ripping the flesh! Imprisoned by awful crimes Annihilation of a helpless town One starts to laugh While he is asked for his last words And making a loud growl He says: "what are you looking at, you fools... I can't stop this evil feeling To rape, to kill The worst nightmare of all of you I piss on your rotten corpses Bitches of the only master, my master! All I want is to end lacerated to death, hehehe" Dilaceration! Ripping the flesh Ripping the flesh