The tools of the trade that are in my hands dwell in anticipation
The knives and the scalpels burn in fever for human execution
A sanguineous burning anger interlocking with bilious rage
An abattoir drenched in blood with the horrors that will await
Slaughter the pigs unfit for human consumption
Butchers of perversion work in surgical precision
The rivers are flowing with the blood and excrement of the filth
The veins and the callouses are corrupted just filled with shit
A Jihad of epic propagations a call for an unholy war on terror
The knives and the scalpels burn in fever for human execution
Slaughter the pigs unfit for human consumption
Butchers of perversion work in surgical precision
A sanguineous burning anger interlocking with bilious rage
An abattoir drenched in blood with the horrors that will await
This is heartwork of its kind a canvas for the fine art of murder
The de los muertes has arrived sanguineous in its burning fever
Slaughter the pigs unfit for human consumption
Butchers of perversion work in surgical precision