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Blood spurts out from the hole in your throat

Red phlegm ejected, coughing up your bowels

Destination death, noone can help you now

Screaming don't come easy with punctured lungs

[Chorus:]

Brutal way to die

Force the axe through the thorax

Brutal way to die

Hacked up, fucked up

Limbs have bee severed and put away

The axe now comes down upon your torso

The joy of maiming, such a cheap thrill

When your body's gone another one will follow