After the Cutting - Autopsy

Steel, Crimson stained

Blood has been drained

Pain is no more

Dead is your brain

Twist of the knife

Cut short your life

Dread fills my eyes

Rejoice in the Cutting

Rejoice in the cutting, and ripping and flaying

And shredding and tearing and rending and slaying

And screaming and bleeding and slashing and crying

And slicing and pleading and gashing and dying

Reap of veins sprayed on the wall

Horrific wounds, the graveyard calls

Red stalactites slowly drip

From head to toe your skin’s been stripped

Mortal wounds blooming wet

The work of the thirsty blade

After the cutting my eyes see death

Layers of meat peeled away

I didn’t mean to cut so much

My knife it told me what to do

The darkness came and took my mind

Now all I see are clotting pools