Summoned for Sacrifice Cannibal Corpse

Thirteen chosen by the elders to kill
One chosen by the elders to die
Summoned for sacrifice

Taken to a dungeon
Where others have perished before him
Enveloped in fear and silence
Arms and legs are shackled
Awaiting in the darkened cold
The time has now arrived
Dissected then exterminated

Torchеs lit, the room starts to glow
Twenty-six eyеs gazing at the prey
One by one, they will mutilate him
With knives in hand, they'll take their turn
Removing pieces of his body
He'll be made to suffer till he breathes no more

The first one cuts off a foot above the ankle
As the blood begins to spray
The second one hacks off a hand at the wrist
The third one does the same
The fourth one slices off the other foot
The fifth one his whole leg
The sixth one chops off one of his arms
Not much of him remains