I'm obsessed... with its iron frame
The lustful sounds from the rollers and cogs
The squeaking of the handcrank when I turn it
Wooden cylinder... soon covered in your blood
Flattened and pressed...
Neatly folded meat...
Mangled to a bloody mess
A gory, quandrant sheet...
It rules my mind... tells me who to kill
Commanded to maim... by a household device
It tells me to lacerate... mutilate and maim
Feeds its hungry rollers with fresh, human meat
When you're in a tight spot... it gets the job done
Vicious and ferocious... the mangle craves blood
Flattened and pressed...
Neatly folded meat...
Mangled to a bloody mess
A gory, quandrant sheet...
After the mauling... there's bloodstains everywhere...
Clean it with warm water... then wax it to a shrine...
Flattened and pressed...
Neatly folded meat...
Mangled to a bloody mess
A gory, quandrant sheet...
Flattened and pressed...
Neatly folded meat...
Mangled to a bloody mess
A gory, quandrant sheet...