Putrid Rot Lyrics

Butchering the undead
Gore covers the walls
Chopped to pieces
Wretched stench fills the halls
An empty shed of tools
For cutting through flesh and bone
Old guts on the floor get hard as stone
Not for the weak stomach, the smell is so intense
Eyes bulge out the sockets
Rancid stench, an aroma unexplained
Piss, shit and gore cover the floor
Dead carcasses piled in the corner
Mass pile of dismembered flesh
A display of mangled meat
Piles of discarded waste from any living thing
It's abominable, the putrid rot
The smell is so intense
The pile of dead
Their guts, their heads
Fluids shifting
Rip out their guts, head still moving
The body is still moving
Ripped out guts from any animal
You died for me