The Carrion Parlor

I invite them in
To experience sin
I invite them dead
In my carrion parlor

Shielded by the law
Redneck rampant breed
Creating a land of their own
Where the saw is the law

This cellar is a killing floor
Hooks and chains installed
To procreate the work from before
Through human slaughter and then feeding

A work for the family
To preserve and feed them
A trade coming to life
During the slaughter