Theatre of Creeps Circle of Tyrants

[Intro: ILL BILL]
Circle of Tyrants!
Circle of Tyrants!
Attack you like the Dawn of the Dead!

[Verse 1: ILL BILL]
I sent you all to Satan
Sent you to the Devil
Decapitated, splattered, degraded
Rather amazing matters of hatred
Manifestation
The cannibal data related to random standards in cases
Fuckin' faggots stabbed in they faces
Buckets of acid
Hitchhike with truckers in traffic
I'm stuck on a path where the outcome is nothing but tragic
My outward appearance is nothing but average
Inside of my brain structrure the primary function is madness
Torture these traitors
Puttin' blow torches to faces
Corpses in my basement
Torsoes are my favorite
Autopsy's invigorating
Killing you is refreshing and liberating
Playing with the dead is extensively titillating
Humans are extremely expensive but really tasty
Sell you on the Black Market in pieces to anybody who pays me
Limited quantity
Culinary sodomy
Unique cuisine, delicacy
The ultimate equality