Slicing, stabbing, hacking, maiming
Shredding, severing, rearranging
Mincing, dicing, mutilating
Surpassing mere dreams or masturbatings

Flowers of flesh and blood enthralling
Unruptured skin, an empty easel appalling!
Dismemberment is my expression
This weapon is my sex
Phallic my every thrust
Gaining an entrance to the red

Your blood, your blood
Your blood is what I need
The sight, the smell, the taste of it
Beside myself with glee
Posing your body to humiliate
Beyond recognition, my knives perforate

Den of the picquerist!
Den of the picquerist!
Den of the picquerist!
Den of the picquerist!