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Cleaving away at any extremity, from his torso his appendages are ripped

Another pass of my chainsaw, and his leg is disjoined at the hip

Cutting with my shoulder blade, his forearm I lustily seize

Bit by bit deconstructing his demise, allowing my victim no piece

Limb from limb

From limb

From limb

From limb

From limb

From limb

Dislimbing my victims for my collection of severed and rotting keepsakes

Trophies for my room displayed in mylar on decorative platters and stakes

Once in possession of the fleshy sinewy gew gaws that I demand

Only these quadrapalegic cadavers are left to give me a hand

Limb from limb

From limb

From limb

From limb

From limb

From limb

Taking her hand and arms and legs, she is left looking quite stumped,

Collecting the body parts that I greedily hoarde, the torso is callously dumped

Her grevious wounds spill precious ichor, upon the makeshift abatoir's floor

But the sacrifice is not made in vein, donating her arms to the poor

Limb from limb - Mercilessly taking people for an arm and a leg

Limb from limb - An unscrupulous bargain upon which you cannot reneg

Limb from limb - I have so many, but I always hanker for more

Limb from limb - At times it's impossible to get a foot in the door

Limb from limb

From limb

From limb

From limb from fucking limb

From limb

From limb

You must hand it to me as I split you at the seams

I always get a leg up on my victims, your ensanguined projections I glean

Jigsawed without hope of reassembly, I take what's yours as mine

You watch as your existence slips away, your losing it one piece at a time