King of Flesh Ripped - Autopsy

Bleeding from my face from

Where I pulled it apart

Sliced off an ear drinking gasoline to start

Smash my fingers, gouge out an eye

To death I fucking defy

I can take the most and still i walk away

In this contest of gore today is not your day

Your mere contribution surely falls short

After this you’ll wish your mother chose to abort

King of flesh ripped, away your life slips

I’m the king of flesh ripped

The tightening of death’s grip

Take a knife and slash your face

This room will show you no grace

Hooks through your skin

Hang you on the wall

When this ends you won’t be able to crawl

Can you take a hammer to your knees?

Forget about giving up, silence your pleas

Nailgun to your hand, are you dead?

Cut off your damn arm, now I’m fed