Blood spurts out from the hole in your throat
Red phlegm ejected, coughing up your bowels
Destination d**h, noone can help you now
Screaming don't come easy with punctured lungs
[Chorus:]
Brutal way to die
Force the axe through the thorax
Brutal way to die
Hacked up, f**ed up
Limbs have bee severed and put away
The axe now comes down upon your torso
The joy of maiming, such a cheap thrill
When your body's gone another one will follow