Interpret:

Cannibal Corpse

Album:

The Bleeding

You thought it was over, it's not over 
I'll be back, I brought my axe 


In the shadows, alone in the dark 
Young victims I stalk 


You thought it was over, it's not over 
I'll be back 


From the grave 
To mutilate 


Axed in the back 
Pick through the neck 
Dead like the rest 


Molested and left 
Limbs split in half 
I ruptured their flesh 
Puncture wounds 
To the head 


Bone fragments clot to the hatchet 
Knee-deep in the blood of the dead 
Cranial separation 
Sex with her severed head 


Rotten walking dead 
Hunting living victims