I invite them in
to experience sin
I invite them dead
in my carrion parlor
Shielded by the law
redneck rampant breed
creating a land of their own
where the saw is the law
This cellar is a killing floor
hooks and chains installed
to procreate the work from before
through human slaughter and then feeding
A work for the family
to preserve and feed them
a trade coming to life
during the slaughter
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
