my cellar is a battlefield
WHERE I kill all the people
I wear my slaughterer overall
and I take my BLOODY AXE
I cut off arms and legs
and then I eat the heads
then I drain the blood
and give it at my pigs

RIT. blood blood blood blood blood of children

my cellar is a battlefield
WHERE I slaught my victims
they scream and fall over the floor
until their painful end
they YELL like BITCHES
while I jeer them
and I split ones with laughter
look them suffer

RIT:blood blood blood blood blood of children