The Edge of the Hatchet

The edge of the hatchet comes down on your neck

cutting through bone slicing through flesh

my weapon of choice to kill and dismember

chopping away with my sharpened meat cleaver

the edge of the hatchet chopping away

the rot and the gore as arteries spray

the blood on your body now drain and puddles

urine soaked skin mix with feces and bile

the edge of the hatchet now bloody and wet

smashing through skill cutting through neck

open wounds pulsate as glands are dissected

eyeballs implode as genitals spew infection

the edge of the hatchet butchers and hacks

a missing arm is cut off in half

one leg removed as your body's attacked

this murder was caused by the swing of the axe

the edge of the hatchet

the edge of the hatchet now comes down on you

a broken stiff body severed in two

I cut off your finger and chop through your ribs

stalking more victims to murder again

the edge of the hatchet

the swing of the axe

spinal chord split and a freshly broken back

your leg cut off at the knee and the hip

severed arms now gushing with pus

the edge of the hatchet the slice of the blade

another bleed another to screams

body parts stacked like wood by the cord

torsos are leaking veins slowly seeping

the edge of the hatchet your time to die

a severed head is missing an eye

gasping in pain as you choke your blood

I open your chest I smash in your skull

the edge of the hatchet

I rise up this weapon I begin my attack

the battered body broken

your stump is torn in half

a rotten pile of steach

a cold and bloody death

chopping your broken soul

hacking all your flesh from bone

the end of pain not certain

you suffer now forever

the edge of the hatchet comes down on your neck

driving through bone slicing through flesh

my weapon of choice to kill and dismember

chopping away with my sharpened meat cleaver

the edge of the hatchet chopping away

the rot and the gore as arteries spray

the blood on your body now drain and puddles

urine soaked skin mix with feces and bile

the edge of the hatchet now bloody and wet

smashing through skill cutting through neck

open wounds pulsate as glands are dissected

eyeballs implode as genitals spew infection

the edge of the hatchet butchers and hacks

a missing arm is cut off in half

one leg removed as your body's attacked

this murder was caused by the swing of the axe