A trail of blood on the floornBits of entrails on the sidenPervasive stench of decaynI'm aroused by the smellnnStep down to the basementnReek of death grows strongernSevered heads on the stakesnTons of bodies piled upnnEnter my room of sickest horrornEnter my dominion of gore terrornYou'll be the next one to bleednnBowels hang from the ceilingnSkulls, bones and skeletonsnBlood and gore paintingsnGrotesque exhibitionnKnife in knife outnKnife in - scream, shout