Skinned Alive

They curse the day when I was born
Mentally deranged
Fits of raving madness
Immolate beyond the grave

Celebrate and enjoy
The thrusts with my knife
The way you feel is the way you will die
You think you're dead but you're just skinned alive

I hear you cry, but slow and sure
Your skin will be my toy
Death becomes second nature to me
My heart expands with joy

Liquidation and supreme sacrifice
Deeply afflicted faces
Appetising body odour
Anguish but rest in pieces

Celebrate and enjoy
The thrusts with my knife
The way you feel is the way you will die
You think you're dead but you're just skinned alive

Skinned alive