Six Feet Under
"Sick And Twisted"

Severed head, eyes gouged out.
Knife jammed in your ass, shotgun in your mouth.
A thousand ways to kill and I'd like to try them out.
A rope around your neck or a razor through your wrist.

It's all about to end...
All, all!
Soon you'll all be dead...
All, all!

Operation, slow vivisection.
Inner organs now removed from emptied ribcage.
Head smashed open.
Diseased brain probed, eyes wide open.

It's all about to end...
All, all!
Soon you'll all be dead...
All, all!

I'll be your victim. C'mon, fuck me up!
It won't be easy, see if you can cut me up!

Sick and, twisted (x4)

Let's START a real fight, let's duel until the death!
I love the taste of blood, that feeling of a dying breath!

Sick and, twisted (x4)

I'll be your victim. C'mon, count me in!
I can't wait to feel the pain, it's something I believe in!

Your blood runs down my face.
Now your guts drool out my mouth.
Try to scream, your tongue's cut out.
Heart tries to beat, but blood's run out.

It's all about to end...
All, all!
Soon you'll all be dead...
All, all!

Severed head, eyes gouged out.
Knife jammed in your ass, shotgun in your mouth.
A thousand ways to kill, and I'd like to try them out
On you...
(On you!)