#deathmetal #brutaldeathmetal Another death metal song, I might actually make an album this FAWM

3:30 in the afternoon I hear a knock at the door An unusual occurrence out this far It could be an opportunity for something other than a chore To my dismay two swine impatiently stand outside A fat one and a thin one, a humorous pair Neither seem brighter than the blue clothing they wear I open the door and obscure my seething glare They walk inside and seal their inevitable demise

They let their guards down, since I’m white They ask to inspect my house, I kindly say alright The upstairs looks clean enough to their untrained sight Then they approach the stairs and I kick them down a flight

When they wake up they’re tied to a stake Defenseless without their guns, scared for their lives I drag a knife against their skin, they really start to shake Then they start to wail when the fire lights up It starts at their feet, burning their legs to ash I cut off their skin as blood drips into the fire They won’t stop wailing, break their teeth with a bash I rip off the cooked meat and throw it in a frier

Eventually the blaze reaches their heads Eyes drip out of their skulls as they still try to cry Useless fucking pigs, a couple of inbreds Begging to live when they just ought to die