Waking The Cadaver Raped, Pillaged, And Gutted Lyrics

Raped, pillaged, and gutted
I could only imagine the fear in your mind
As my hands grab your throat from behind
No doubt
For this b____
I'll use the pressure point choke out
Because when it comes to s___s
It's a good chance your gonna see my glock, before you see my c___

Dark room awakening,
Strapped to the table
The lights illuminate my instruments
My pickaxe, snubnose, the sawnoff,
The meatcleaver, the chainsaw
You see what the f___ im workin' with?
This isn't a dream b____, to me,
Your nothing but a hole
So when i look you in the eyes,
The only words I say is
I'm in full control

Horror when you see my face
You've seen the blotters in the newspapers,
You know I'm famous
So b____ I'm gonna start this s___ with a pickaxe to your a___
Blood pours; fountains from this w____
I look at my p____,
And I know I'm craving more
I grasp my cleaver, my tool of dismemberment
hacking at your limbs,
Slipping in the blood on my floor
Jamming your severed arm into your rancid v_____l pore
I spew at the sight of the slashed and gaped a__hole
Hyper-extented v_____l cavity fuels my urge to disembowel.
Removal of your mangled innards,
Forceful extraction from your busted a___.

Now that I'm done with this brutalized c___,
As I walk away, I spark up a freshly rolled blunt.
I left her there to die slow,
This is how I show zero respect for this busted a__ hoe