Torn From Your Body,removed While You Scream

Dissect To Collet My Blade Now Reams

Pieces Of Flesh Lie By The Side

Worn On My Body Or Put On Display



You Mark Your Skin It Gives You Pleasure

I Take Your Precious Art, It Becomes My Leather



Taking Your Hide Before You Have Died



Decency Defied



Crudely I Cut Away

All Are My Prey

Tell Me How It Feels When Your Flesh Is Peeled

You Are Vain With Your Art

I Desire It Torn Appart

With My Insane Hunting The Removal Of Flesh Now Starts



You Mark Your Skin, It Gives You Pleasure

I Take Your Precious Art, It Becomes My Leather



Taking Your Hide Before You Have Died



Decency Defied



To You A Design

Now A Trophy Made Mine

To You A Design

Now A Trophy Made Mine



I Seek To Find

To Satisfy My F**ked Mind

I Seek To Find

To Satisfy My F**ked Mind



[Solo Jack Owen]



Ignoring Your Cries

Exposing Your Insides

Violence Defined



Torn From Your Body, Removed While You Scream

Dissect To Collect, My Blade Now Reams

Pieces Of Flesh Lie Side By Side

Worn On My Body Or Put On Display



You Mark Your Skin, It Gives You Pleasure

I Take Your Precious Art, It Becomes My Leather

Taking Your Hide Before You Have Died



Decency Defied