Order of the Chainsaw - Cut Up

The smell of gasoline mixed with blood

Forcing the chain to chew the meat

Euphoric rapture fed from the screams of the dying

To satisfy their maiming urge

Knee deep in gore

Caress the mutilated torso

An army bred for dismemberment

The order of the chainsaw

The order of the chainsaw

Sawed up bodies left in rotting piles

In a putrefaction process to mold

Unpleasant reek when the festered remains erupt

Surrounded by their innards pus

Worshpier of the flesh caving machinery

They cut simultaneously through the spine

In a shower of blood, with violence they rule

They follow only one law — the chainsaw

They follow only one law

The order of the chainsaw