Limb from Limb

Cleaving away at any extremity, from his torso his appendages are ripped Another pass of my chainsaw, and his leg is disjoined at the hip Cutting with my shoulder blade, his forearm I lustily seize Bit by bit deconstructing his demise, allowing my victim no piece Limb from limb From limb From limb From limb From limb From limb Dislimbing my victims for my collection of severed and rotting keepsakes Trophies for my room displayed in mylar on decorative platters and stakes Once in possession of the fleshy sinewy gew gaws that I demand Only these quadrapalegic cadavers are left to give me a hand Limb from limb From limb From limb From limb From limb From limb Taking her hand and arms and legs, she is left looking quite stumped, Collecting the body parts that I greedily hoarde, the torso is callously dumped Her grevious wounds spill precious ichor, upon the makeshift abatoir's floor But the sacrifice is not made in vein, donating her arms to the poor Limb from limb - Mercilessly taking people for an arm and a leg Limb from limb - An unscrupulous bargain upon which you cannot reneg Limb from limb - I have so many, but I always hanker for more Limb from limb - At times it's impossible to get a foot in the door Limb from limb From limb From limb From limb from fucking limb From limb From limb You must hand it to me as I split you at the seams I always get a leg up on my victims, your ensanguined projections I glean Jigsawed without hope of reassembly, I take what's yours as mine You watch as your existence slips away, your losing it one piece at a time