The basement incinerator Is where they'll put the head Hose the floor and clean the room Anywhere they bled Into boxes go the bags Fill the space with rocks In the dark of night He throws them off the docks Rotting in the river Never to be found Under tons of concrete Deep beneath the ground From behind he grabs his mouth The blade goes to his neck Bulging veins pumping blood He struggles to protect If you don't cut open the stomach The corpse will rise and float The victim is discovered dead Rotting organs bloat The killer chops the body With a scalpel and an ax The parts are then drained And put into the sacks Grab the neck, Slit the throat, take the life Hang the corpse - Prepare to drain the blood Bone saw, meat cleaver, filleting knife Carve the corpse - Dissect him in the tub Smash the teeth, slice off scars, crush the bones With a crowbar - scrape off all tattoos If you don't cut open the stomach The corpse will rise and float The victim is discovered dead Rotting organs bloat The killer chops the body With a scalpel and an ax The parts are then drained And put into the sacks Chunks of a skull Sawn in half bones Body is found Killer unknown