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Your jugular arteries ripped
Viscous juices gush and bleed
Youre gutted, skinned and mangled
Enteral disorder is freed
Tour rib-cage wrenched and torn
Still pumping heart is crushed and smashed
Your alimentary canal is finely chopp
Lumpen meat is hacked…

…Disembowel, chop and trash…

Veins are stripped and flayed
Of haemorrhage, bile and sweat
Savoured cuts are cured
Bodily parts are wrecked
Bissection of the twisting corpse
Copious blood is drained
Captive-bolt and pole-axe
Shred, trash and maim…
…Dismember, carve and hack…
I rip open pectoral cavities to devour my still-steaming grub
Drinking adeps and effluence, smearing myself in congealing blood
I tear at sauted crackling to guzzle on fetid swag
Butchered remains are carved and collected in a doggy-bag…
I mince up your limbs, off-cuts and cartiledge
Stuffing freshly-drawn intestine with grated coronary arteries
I slice from your mutilated trunk runny fats and rind
Skewering eye-orbits, brain, genitals and organs I grind…
Bins of torrid offal where writhing stomachs squirm
Chunks amongst your thighs and rump, crawling with tape-worm
Snapped spinal column is gnawed, curdled trypsin turns into to cheese
Your vena cava lashed, on your pericardial sac I feed…
I gourge myself on your loin, erepsin and brine consumed
Blubbering escharic tegument, steaming remains turned into grume…

…Cranial fluids sucked…
…Flooded organs crushed…
- You are totally wasted…
Your dissected shell collapses, as I eat congested insides
Disregarded entrails fume and rot, now host to hungry flies…

…Cranial fluids sucked…
…Flooded organs crushed…
- You are totally wasted…

(Solo: Complete and utter dismantlement of torsos with carnage)

…Slow bissection makes me laugh…

Oh, I think youre standing
on my left foot
its hurting, but thats OK
cause Im in your way
Youll break that foot that
youre standing on
Ill walk with the other one
Do what you want to do what you want to
be what you want to be what you want to
go on and step on me
Youre free to have everything
you can see, all that you want from me
free to be all that you want to be
do what you want with me
Oh, I think youre spinning
inside my head
I think of you all the day
cause youre in my way
Oh, I think youre holding
the heart of mine
squeeze it apart, thats fine
go ahead and step on me

Erupted thoracic savies – serum, pus and offal
Perspiring ulcerous chancre – splattered on your wall
Necro-cellular lesions – the stench of staining scabs
Scraped up by medics, and wrapped in plastic bags

Exploding pus and bile, abdominal saliva sprays
Coughing out your intestines, and rubbing them in your face
Carbuncles oozing sanguous, mortified entrails and rot
Pieced together for autopsy, in your wooden box

Frantic pelvic gut-wrench
Splattered guts and gore
Seeping disembowelment
Mopped up off the floor

Pelvic insides now rest in your perineum
Splattered gore seeping from your orifices like hot sebum

Pancreatic juices
Internal digestive mess
Acidic dripping spittle
And squelching moist flesh

Pulverized thoracic cavity
Your rib-cage is snapped
Rupturing internal organs
Crushed in your diaphragm
Your lungs are collapsed
As your abdominal cavity is splattered
Terminal back-ache paralysing
As your spine is shattered

hes lonely
sitting by the mirror
awakened by the horses
in circles
running in the circus

his red nose
looking damaged in the mirror
cause no one has replaced it
hes dressed now
ready to make fun of…

he loves sundays
and every place
where his circus stays

hes lonely
hes sitting by the mirror
still broken
undressed now
ready for a new town

he loves sundays
and every place
where his circus stays

they love his show
thir favourite part
that gives them a laugh
they love his show
their favourite part
relaxes their hearts

he loves sundays
and every place
where his circus stays

Guess who just got back today?
Those wild-eyed boys that had been away
Havent changed, havent much to say
But man, I still think those cats are great

They were asking if you were around
How you was, where you could be found
I told them you were living downtown
Driving all the old men crazy

The boys are back in town

You know the chick that used to dance a lot
Every night shed be on the floor shaking what shed got
Man when I tell you she was cool, she was red hot
I mean she was steaming

That night over at Johnnys place
Well this chick got up and she slapped Johnnys face
Man we just fell about the place
If that chick dont want to know, forget her

Friday night theyll be dressed to kill
Down at Dinos bar and grill
The drink will flow and blood will spill
If the boys want to fight, youd better let them

That jukebox in the corner blasting out my favorite song
The nights are getting warmer, it wont be long
It wont be long till summer comes
Now that the boys are here again

The boys are back in town