Cannibal Corpse - Nothing Left To Mutilate

NOTHING LEFT TO MUTILATE Jack Owen As I walk behind her, her scent trails me What is it that draws me neared, what could it be? Once I was normal among the sheep Now I'm immortal, in the night I creep Searching for the one, 21, she will run from the gleam of my blade, she has strayed She will pay with the only life that she knows Captured by the gender she loathes Now she is tied, terrified, set aside As I prepare she stared as I tear at the garment she hides behind Her young flesh is so devine One final deed, she will plead, I proceed Satisfying my urge, I will scourge, as I surge through her hallowed feminine domain From her young body. I cant abstain Lifeless she now lies, now untied I defile Carefully scoring her skin I begin from within Removing her organs inspected Still nothing detected One way to achieve The info I need Continuing to cleave Gradually consumed She was foredoomed Body one big wound Now I am through as I chew on the few pieces that remain of the brain, nothing gained, I continue my searching in the night for the one who fulfilly my plight Searching for the one, 21, she will run from the glean of my blade, she will pay Nothing left to mutilate Nothing left to mutilate