Exhumed - The Axe Was Made To Grind Lyrics
Hacked to pieces they found herOr rather, they scraped her off the floorBits of bone and brain around herAnd the whole room was splattered with goreHer death was pitiless and violentBludgeoned beyond recognitionHer facial features crushed, her brain beat to mushHer last moments were truly perditionPicking up the chunks of the bodies left behindSenseless carnage and bloodshed is all they will findSo many bits and pieces in death`s dark designThis axe was made to grind...The next piece of puzzle was even more brutalI hacked up her bowels with a grinHer struggles would prove so tragically futileOh, how she squirmed as she was done inEven the coroner found it quite savageWhen he saw what forensics uncoveredA few pieces was all they could salvageOut of the red running gutter...The next clue in this forensic jigsawArrived on the slab quite the worse for wearIt was all they could manage, to find something to lavageSo little of her carcass was there...Picking up the chunks of the bodies left behindSenseless carnage and bloodshed is all they will findSo many bits and pieces in death`s dark designThis axe was made to grind...They scraped the remains into Ziploc bagsCollected for autopsyNo blood on the axe, I covered my tracksNothing will lead them to me...A grotesque enigma carved from human flesh and boneDeath is the final hand we`ll all dealtFrom the grizzly aftermath, of this heinous bloodbathThe only answer`s the puzzle itself...Picking up the chunks of the bodies left behindSenseless carnage and bloodshed is all they will findSo many bits and pieces in death`s dark designThis axe was ma
