Fresh Flesh

In this basement
 The floor is covered in our blood
 I'm crawling to the end of the room
 Far from the door
 They come cut and go
 Yesterday they took my legs
 Here it's too cold
 Mutilated bodies all around
 Yesterday they took my arms
 It's too cold
 Death all around
 No one wants to die
 This feeling keeps our flesh fresh
 No one wants to die
 Hope keeps our flesh fresh
 In this basement
 Torn muscles
 Decorate the place
 I'm crawling to the end of the room
 Far from the door
 They come cut and go
 Yesterday they took my legs
 Here it's too cold
 Mutilated bodies all around
 Yesterday they took my arms
 It's too cold
 Death death
 Yesterday they took my life
 It's too cold
 Death all around