Disposal Of The Body

The basement incineratorIs where they'll put the headHose the floor and clean the roomAnywhere they bledInto boxes go the bagsFill the space with rocksIn the dark of nightHe throws them off the docksRotting in the riverNever to be foundUnder tons of concreteDeep beneath the groundFrom behind he grabs his mouthThe blade goes to his neckBulging veins pumping bloodHe struggles to protectIf you don't cut open the stomachThe corpse will rise and floatThe victim is discovered deadRotting organs bloatThe killer chops the bodyWith a scalpel and an axThe parts are then drainedAnd put into the sacksGrab the neck, slit the throat, take the lifeHang the corpse - prepare to drain the bloodBone saw, meat cleaver, filleting knifeCarve the corpse - dissect him in the tubSmash the teeth, slice off scars, crush the bonesWith a crowbar - scrape off all tattoosIf you don't cut open the stomachThe corpse will rise and floatThe victim is discovered deadRotting organs bloatThe killer chops the bodyWith a scalpel and an axThe parts are then drainedAnd put into the sacksChunks of a skullSawn in half bonesBody is foundKiller unknown