Fetal Embalment - Chainsaw Suicide Lyrics

Standing in my toolshed on a hot Afternoon
I stare at the workbench with all my Power tools
I grab the chainsaw from off the Bench
Disturbing thoughts torment my Head
Suicidal thoughts and thoughts of self Harm
So overwhelming temptations Through my mind
The urge to feel the pain is too much
I fire up my gas powered chainsaw

First I sit on the ground and I cut off My legs, screaming in pain while Veins and arteries spray blood
Deep inside I desire to feel the pain
Laughing as I'm sitting in a puddle of My own blood

My cock grows hard I masturbate
Suicidal fetishes
I cut off my cock with the saw
I spew a mixture of blood and cum

Now for the final round, it's time to Officially die
Weak from all the Blood loss I start To feel faint and Dizzy
I feel excited while the chain spins
I lay my head down near the chain
My neck pressed firmly to the saw I Decapitate myself
My dead body lie headless and Dismembered
Spewing blood from the stump on My neck