The Saw 歌词

Dip in boiling oil Rack and guillotine Squeezing on purulent boils Penance for your sins All methods mentioned Are lovely toys Now I'm going to tell you How I fill my joys The saw is my favourite instrument That will provide your slow end Into a sort of huge screaming pupper Writhing in rivulates of blood Raw and slimy, shapeless flesh Mixed up with splinters, of bones smashed Blood and guts lying on the floor Soon you will see tons of gore Pregnant women used for the saw So make sure you will never break the law Stripped and tied, head down Soon you will lie, lifeless on the ground Spread eagled, I start to saw "La sierra" is notched and raw Upside down position, adequate blood Oxygen, reached the brain Preventing you from bleeding to death Keeps you from losing consciousness