Killed and Served by the Devil lyrics
by Carach Angren
He takes his time when he stabs the boy to death
He keeps slashing and slicing
Even after his last breath
Ill-fated gods are given praise
Whilst stabbing the infant's torso, limbs, and face
Gaping wounds gushing blood and gore
Covering the pentacle on the floor
No way to die at that age
Slaughtered before his sister's eyes
Staring from the cage
Relieved, for the witch's voice
Now whispers and laughs
"Hahahahaha!"
The killer leaves the room
But comes back with an axe
He chops up the corpse
Tosses his body parts into plastic bags
Drags them to the garden outside
To be buried in an unmarked grave on this night
The poor girl who has lost her mother
Is now forced to bury
What's left of her dismembered brother
A macabre funeral in a sepulchral garden
Buried next to the others
In the backyard of Death himself