Rest in Pieces

The hearse awaits to drive you to hell The coffin opens, you're dead on the table I prepare the pieces for burial Brain removed as I stick in the needle To drain out the pus, blood, and bile One eyeball missing, six teeth and four limbs Rope was used as the method to strangle Rats have eaten part of the genitals Oh my God, not another dead body The cadaver is cut up and cut up again Gutted and split in two To ferment in the grave Thrown six feet down one piece at a time For the insects to find Thrown six feet down one piece at a time For the insects to find Rest in pieces In the grave you're bleeding Rest in pieces Tomb of the mutilated [Guitar solo] The hearse awaits to drive you to hell The coffin opens you're dead on the table I prepare the pieces for burial Brain removed as I stick in the needle The bloody bodies have been probed and cut A severed head hangs on a hook Cockroaches and ants invade the torso Everything below the waist has been cooked Rest in pieces In the grave you're bleeding Rest in pieces Tomb of the mutilated