by Autopsy

I hear voices they tell me what to do
Right now they´re telling me to kill you
Yesterday I loved you
Today I want you dead
Beat you, decapitate you
Freeze your severed head

My family didn´t understand me
When I told them why I do the things
I am told so I took their lives
Limbs in the refrigerator
Pieces in a sack
Torso in the garbage
With the spine ripped from it´s back

I hear voices
Now they tell me
That I need some younger flesh
To desecrate and use randomly

They didn´t see it coming
The little ones now dead
Chopping hacking freezer bagging
Morsels that I´ll eat
For sex I´ll use the head

For sex I´ll use the fucking head


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