Blood Red Throne

Incarnadine Mangler

Blood Red Throne


Bones grinding, churning, ripping flesh 
Unleashing horrid fantasies 
Frail sickening victims fresh 
Awaiting the executioner 
Defaced, skull smashed with a mallet 
Larynx torn out with a hook 
Body suspension, blood red angel 
Dye the pavement crimson 
Limbs ripped apart with precision 
Carving symbols in the skin 
Boiled and crushed through clockwork 
Intestines removed from within 
Brainwashed in acid 
Aim for the torso, and then I shoot 
Ribs made into wings 
Pelvis smashed beneath boot 
Red hot barbed wire 
Scourging the halo-divine 
Scream for mercy 
But now you're mine 
Incarnadine Mangler 
Death on display 
Insignificant cunt 
Nails pulled out, eyes popped 
Started mayhem, never stopped 
Gutted bleeding victimized 
Warm bed for rodents 
Tortured, kept alive 
Painful tricks up my sleeve 
You can cum 
But never leave 
Entities to mangle 
With sadistic intent 
To be the prey of a monster 
And its appetite for torment