Limbs in the Grinder - Embalmer

Don't you need their flesh
It's part of your salvation
An axe to use or my sword is your swift d**nation
A monster is what they all will say I am
Looking for my next unsuspecting victim
Tortured ruthlessly
Beaten senselessly
Your d**ned prophecy
Limbless suffering
Fetish of a twisted madman
Needs fresh parts to amputate them
Chop them off and store their use for
Limbs to feed my human grinder
Suffering and pleading
Lost your legs and bleeding
Torso victim
Last breath
Sawed in half to your death
Grease my machine with your guts and your blood
Bury your bones deep inside of the mud
Murdered ruthlessly
Slaughtered senselessly
Final prophecy
Time for feeding
When I was born I was spit from Hell to rape
To ravage
To kill
To murder
No one can stop me
No one's gonna kill me
I'm sicker than the Devil
You will all f**king fear me
Don't you need their flesh
It's part of your salvation
An axe to use or my sword is your swift d**nation
A monster is what they all will say I am
Looking for my next unsuspecting victim