It comes from inside, I feel the knives as they slide Across your fucking neck, your dying hands Reach for me, but I am not there It comes from inside, I feel the knives as they slide Your eyes and nose and limbs, they will be mine To devour Smashing your skull with one final Blow Mangle terrors in each and every one of us Mangle terror in each and every one of our lives Mangle terror Mangle terror Mangle terror Mangle! Terror! Mangle! Terror!