Your life blood flowing All your organs showing You will die at the hands of the eviscerator Your screams won't be heard, this lesson, you will learn For you have died at the hands of the eviscerator Lurking in the shadows, he has come to take your soul With his sharpened blades of hatred he will use to disembowel Before you see his face your torso will be cut in two This wretched place of evil has become your tomb No remorse The killing will never end Driven by instinct and malicious intent Keeping trophies of his victims insides This madness will never subside