Throatsaw Songtext
von Autopsy

Throatsaw
Throatsaw

The teeth are sharp
The blade, it gleams
The shine of steel
A murderous dream

Throatsaw, a privilege to fall by its grace
Throatsaw, your blood paints a mask on my face
One swipe, two swipes
I′ll see inside your neck tonight
Three swipes, four swipes
Lift back your head


Throatsaw, a privilege to fall by its grace
Throatsaw, your blood paints a mask on my face

Looking down your windpipe
Skin formerly stretched tight
Now in shreds and lacerations
Soon your head an amputation

Throatsaw, a privilege to fall by its grace
Throatsaw, your blood paints a mask on my face
Couldn't help but saw some more
Body parts soon hit the floor
Severed cock stuffed in your jaw
The throatsaw is the fucking law

Throatsaw, a privilege to fall by its grace
Throatsaw, your blood paints a mask on my face

Throatsaw