Close to death, but you never know
Your time to die, you're the next
Innocent
Slaughtered
Butchered
Dead

You will hang by your neck
Split down from chest to crotch
Emptied of vital organs

Drained of your excrement
A shot in the arm killed you slow
A bio-weapon, a silent foe
Murder
Murder
Murder
Your life is lost

You have been skinned alive
Genitals snipped right off
Veins pulled out of your flesh
Eyeballs plucked from your head

Darkness awaits forever more
An abyss of pain, infinite hell
Suffering
Suffering
Suffering
Until you're dead

Next to die
Next to die
Next to die
Next to die

Piss and blood puddle up
Screaming stops, dead from shock
Mutilate, legs chopped off
Desecrate your broken corpse

The look of terror on your face
Hands from wrists, severed off
Horror
Horror
Horror
Next to die