Slave to the Scalpel Lyrics by 200 Stab Wounds
Easy to see
Internally I bleed
Ringworm takes its toll
In my rotting hole
Stench of must drapes from the walls
Brain gel seeping out of the eyeball
The skull is leaking
Stew made out of you
Murdering the b#stard cause I told him to
Baphomet, killing spree
What do you see?
Fall to your knees
Giving me life
When you go under
You must embrace the smell
Slave to the scalpel
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200 Stab Wounds Lyrics – Slave to the Scalpel