Lyrics: Miguel Villalta/JAY MULLER
Music: Miguel Villalta/Howard Fang/JAY MULLER
I am the butcher the collector of screams
The blood mist on my skin
Hanging them from the ceiling
This is my prison of death
Destination annihilation
Oh, the sweet melody of the screams as I rip flesh from bone
Exposing the difference between you and me
I am immortal
Chamber of flesh
You can run but you canβt escape the death grip cut the skin off your face
I can taste the blood on my lips
Breaking souls and breaking bones is all I know
This hell that I call home will be the end of all you know
This hate that resides inside me never ceases to stop
And I donβt ****ing mind
Cut them up
Spill their guts I do it just for fun
This is it
Cut their necks and watch the blood drip
Cut them up
Spill their guts I do it just for fun
This is it
Cut their necks and watch the blood drip
Oh, the sweet melody of the screams as I rip flesh from bone
Exposing the difference between you and me
I am immortal
I am immortal
Fear me, I am immortal
This hate that resides inside me never ceases to stop and I donβt ****ing mind
The blood moon casts a shadow through the dead trees
There in a nightmare fueled burial ground you will find the chamber of flesh
Forged by the earth
I feel my eyes lids burning
The light of day, is made to expose your weakness left inside
The fire
Is intensified by force every day
The tales we tell our children
Bring up the tales of the past
We feel the acid on our skin
(Help me)
Our fear is coming alive
Death is nowβ¦