Texty: Cannibal Corpse. Five Nails Through The Neck.
Knock him out with chloroforn
Surreptitious trapping tack
Drag the body to the trunk
Take the captive into the house and down into the basement
Binding method is extreme
Unconscious I will pierce the hands and feet
Arms and legs nailed to the wood
Beneath the table blood is forming shallow pools
Perforate the abdomen
Punctured organs start to fail
Mounting pain revives the man
His gaze meets mine then panic starts, he is immobilized
Head is thrashing from the pain
I must nail it to the wood with long sharp nails
Penetration of the flesh
Five dozen nails will hold him down
Five nails
My hammer pounds them, the steel secures him
Five nails
My victim conscious, he is immobile
I raise my hammer and aim for the throat
Five nails through the neck
Trachea is torn
Gasping sounds are heard
Life is leaving him
But not soon enough
Agony, torturous
Long nails penetrate
Through the flesh and bone
Table dripping blood
Victim full of holes
Suffer, merciless
(Solo: Pat O'Brien)
Five nails through the
Five nails through the neck
Sixty nails adorn the fool
Twelve on each leg and arm
Four of them aerate his face
Three puncture his abdomen and leave his vitals oozing
I step back and view my work
Torture victim lies drained of life
Outside world will never know
How many nails the victim felt before he died
Five nails through the neck
Surreptitious trapping tack
Drag the body to the trunk
Take the captive into the house and down into the basement
Binding method is extreme
Unconscious I will pierce the hands and feet
Arms and legs nailed to the wood
Beneath the table blood is forming shallow pools
Perforate the abdomen
Punctured organs start to fail
Mounting pain revives the man
His gaze meets mine then panic starts, he is immobilized
Head is thrashing from the pain
I must nail it to the wood with long sharp nails
Penetration of the flesh
Five dozen nails will hold him down
Five nails
My hammer pounds them, the steel secures him
Five nails
My victim conscious, he is immobile
I raise my hammer and aim for the throat
Five nails through the neck
Trachea is torn
Gasping sounds are heard
Life is leaving him
But not soon enough
Agony, torturous
Long nails penetrate
Through the flesh and bone
Table dripping blood
Victim full of holes
Suffer, merciless
(Solo: Pat O'Brien)
Five nails through the
Five nails through the neck
Sixty nails adorn the fool
Twelve on each leg and arm
Four of them aerate his face
Three puncture his abdomen and leave his vitals oozing
I step back and view my work
Torture victim lies drained of life
Outside world will never know
How many nails the victim felt before he died
Five nails through the neck
Cannibal Corpse
Cannibal Corpse