Broken Hope - Grind Box lyrics

Piece by bloody piece Entered into my sanguinary receptacle Your fragments turned to ground beef Bones crushed and crunched into skeletal splinters A cubicle of soul-numbing terror Implements within turn pepole into scarlet mulch A contraption created from my maniacal mind Bodies at my disposal, god I love to grind The grindbox, a carnage carton A device to hellishly butcher Pushing your morsels inside the cube I am peppered with a crimson spray Grinding razors thirst for your substance Reducing your strucrure to minced scraps Your a**emblage horrible masticated Entire anatomy horrendously grated Grinding continues, the box is starved Your whole being incised, sliced and carved