Hiding in the basement
Living in the slaughterhouse
Growing in the wrong direction
His mental left behind
Welcome to hell, there is no sins to punish
God is not here to help, you wish, you rather die
Like a spike in a flesh
Slice in your skin
Cut off your legs
You can feel the pain
Blurry vision, Sally is dead
Run out of blood
Cannibal, Psycho killer
Your fingers in a soup
Chainsaw Massacre
No chance to escape, no one can hide
Chainsaw Massacre
No chance to escape, no one can fight
This is the story about inbred child who lives with his wheelchaired mama
Chainsaw, dead bodies everywhere
Massacre, on a summertime
Chainsaw, is a bloodbath, honey
Massacre, on an August 18th
Ed Gein is gonna fuck you up