Grotesque Contents

Traveling through the masses
Of the unwary
Transporting caskets
To the abyssic regions
In the abyssic regions
Its time to unload
Bags full of body parts
Disembodied heads roll
Assortment of grotesque contents
Feeling no remorse
Lurking back into the night
To kill again
Accumulation of the dead
There is never enough
The carving for blood
Has reached an excessive level
Staking the night
Blending in with the congregation
Unnoticed and unrelenting
Killing spree
This abominable desire
Will not go away
Feeding the urge
Never apprehended