We are an odd couple who live in a flat Taking home partners who leave in sacks She uses a cleaver, I use a saw Saving their faces, their heads are in store Be...

See through cling film wraps her up tigth Motionless sections no longer able to fight My doting wife I tried to please her So I hacked her up and her in the fre...

Emaciated stiff Nauseating tepid whiff Putrefaction dank in smells Intoxicating infestation But most of all, Putrefaction Aroma of rot, house of necropsy Tortur...

Hide my face, my geatures of pain Is there any point of having a name I stare in front, I see only red As I lay here upon my death bed Cut, gut, beaten, eaten ...

Bent across the wall, held she cannot budge With the broken bottle in my hand I cut her arse like fudge Blood pours on my shirt, the wench begins to whine As vi...

A helpless bastard beginning to choke Gag him with muslin whilst holding her throat Hodling them tightly, whist they get tied with rope Producing a knife and th...

The Specimen lies there on the stone Fluids bubbling from his nose Tongue protruding from his mouth Eyes all swollen popping out Slice him open across his throa...

Hacksore cutting through my veins Drill bits drilling in my brain Buckled down with tightening chain The slow excruciating pain Hooked chains cutting human fles...

Torture now follows my name Amputation and killing becomes a game Pain and agony is what they feel As I slip them the drug that heals Removing and decapitating ...

Bound and gaggd in a black pot Seared and flavoured with herbs and salt Marinated slowly in a secret sauce Roasted and served as sumptuous course They dribble a...

The flesh attack my feet and legs Eating the muscle through my veins Attacking my senses -no time to think Carving through muscle -no time to blink Chewing, cho...

Only tools and corpses in an easy game I find live people and I play with them I love a scaloel or a stitch or too And the way they cry as the needles pulled th...

I had to kill him, I had no help I put him in jars upon the shelf I chopped you up in little bits Put you in a concrete mix I licked my lips as I began to flick...

Trading pieces from a suitcase on a bench Customers turned on by the horrific stench Packages, boxes, filled with bits Tightly packed jars with lids A torso a f...

Tightly tied to a wooden bed Twisted thoughts run through my head A sharpened blade, I push it in Red blood quickly covers my skin I feel the orgasm's climax mo...

[John Wayne Gacy] My name is John and I dress as a clown, thirty one bodies I've buried underground A construction worker I like building flats and pulling rabb...

One injection, one infection One injection and the dead are resurrected One injection, one infectionm, feasting on the dead Now there is nowhere left for me to...

I'm too sexy for live girls The casket lid ripped open A festering, rotting corpse The stench of putrifaction Just makes me thirst for more Pustulous blisters...