Equipped to Kill - Ribspreader

The tools of the trade

Do not come cheaply

Built by eager hands

To fit a trade of killing

Forged in unholy fires

The melted steel of sin

Jagged edges of hell

To open up and eviscerate

A vest beneath the jacket

Hidden very close

To spring into action

Just in half a second

Ejecting blades to use

In the coming kill

Supplying any tools

Needed for the slaughter

Strapped to murder

To take on the fucking world

Enter my zone

And you leave in several parts

Seeking out the victim

An unsuspecting heap of meat

They never know I’m coming

They never had a clue