In Pieces - Entrails

Slaughtered and ripped out of the tomb

Vicious acts, horrid deeds

Digging up corpses, newly entombed

This is where he feeds

Sadistic maniac, bloodsoaked feast

He comes here every night

To stalk the cemetery’s new dug graves

And make sure there’s no one in sight

A lust of the wicked, lust for the vile

Repeating unspeakable acts

Obscene and atrocious, lacking remorse

Skulls of the humans now cracked

Beyond the living, beneath the dead

They will rot in pieces

Beyond the living, beneath the dead

They will rot in pieces

This murderous butcher, with sinister intent

Can’t resist his nocturnal urge

To haunt the graveyard for new to maim

A brutal and repugnant search

Sadistic maniac, bloodsoaked feast

He comes here every night

To stalk the cemetery’s new dug graves

And make sure there’s no one in sight

Beyond the living, beneath the dead

They will rot in pieces

Beyond the living, beneath the dead

They will rot in pieces

Rot in pieces — dead!