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Waking the Cadaver - Human Chop Shop lyrics

Artist: Waking the Cadaver

album: Authority Through Intimidation


Sawed off limbs littering the human chop shop
Dead bodies left rotting in piles
Heinously dismembered
Reduced to nothing but a mountain of dead flesh
Gone, never to be found
Cold corpses abound
Blood spilled everywhere
Rot
Death consumes the air
Disposal of the dead is how I make my bread
Customers in droves, seeking my skills
Making people vanish is my specialty
I never turn down work, just pay the fuckin fee
Scalpels, forceps, hacksaws, tools of the trade
First removing digits, next I'm pulling teeth
Making sure there's no trace that this lump of meat is you
Never worked a day cause I love what I do
In my human chop shop, cadavers are erased
Unidentifiable, not a single trace
Make a Y-incision to open up the breastplate
Fiendishly removing all the viscera
In my human chop shop, cadavers are erased
Unidentifiable, not a single trace
Trace
Not a single trace
Smashing your bones
Bashing your skull
Ravage the spine
Savage decline
Place the scattered parts
In tightly tied bags
No one will ever find you
Dig your resting place
Gone... deceased

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