Hung And Bled

Trying to conceal his murders theManiacStabs the heartStops the flowCleaning up the blood's a problem heNow solvesHooks through heelsHung and bledCorpses are suspended by their feetSwaying dripping bloody piece of meatFastened to the ceiling leaking goreSplashing down to the floorCongealing fluids fester the stenchRevolting septic gruelPutrid slopLicks the surface of his dungeonA gruesome mealRancid feast live on deathCorpses dangle lifeless gray and coldRotting flesh the meat hooks lose theirHoldStenching body falls onto the groundBones and flesh form a moundSanguinary killer will not stopHanging dead replacing those that dropBlood he drinks like wine their fleshHis bread in his maw dripping redHung and bledOozing blood the butcher's victimsSoak the concretePutrefyHalls of dreadDraped with deathOrnate crimesStalactites made of fleshFestooned with innardsGaining lifeSentient place, the stone wallsBreatheHungry soulIt can thinkA genuine living hellCreated byThe butcher he lost controlOwner and property change their rolesConstantly feeding the gluttonous roomHe once ruled the chamberNow it's his tombHung by their feetDrained of bloodSwallowed by deathGreed of this placeBodiesDecay, devoured by evilSlave to this hellHe createsUndying[solo: pat]Corpses are suspended by their feetSwaying dripping bloody piece of meatFastened to the ceiling leaking goreSplashing down to the floorCorpses he suspended turning paleAll the blood drained into his grailFastened to the ceiling dry and deadFluids of life have been shedHung and bled