Strap you down, on to this chair, rusty tools ply. Taken away, hidden from life, the surgeons are now rushing. Their mission is death, the subject is you, your fear begins to rise. Their hands so cold, their eyes so bold, they look you right in the eye.

Shoving knives down your throat, your losing your fucking life. The limbs are removed, the blood is leaking out, this gives a fun time. No anesthesia, your fear now multiples, you will not make it out alive. Your time is running out, there is no way around, your life is soon defied. There is no more hope, the maniac is cutting a smile into your throat.

Abdominal fluid, collected in a glass, the bugs begin to fly. With surgical precision, your liver is dissected, removed and ready to be sliced. They cut open your head, destroying the skull, your brain is now mine. They cut open the lobes, find inside the tissue, that there is more to the eye.
Now they have your life, dispose it in a ditch, keep the leftovers and you to die. Now your left to rot, broken and exposed, your body will slowly die

Your body will rot, covered in dirt, there's no more left to die. The maggots crawl in, eat your inside, and lay eggs in your eyes. Now there's ants sprawling, flys now swatting, and nothing is left in life, now that you're deceased, your body fills with worms, creating a putrid sight.Your body will rot, covered in dirt, there's no more left to die. The maggots crawl in, eat your inside, and lay eggs in your eyes. Now there's ants sprawling, flys now swatting, and nothing is left in life, now that you're deceased, your body fills with worms, creating a putrid sight.

Shoving knives down your throat, your losing your fucking life. The limbs are removed, the blood is leaking out, this gives a fun time. No anesthesia, your fear now multiples, you will not make it out alive. Your time is running out, there is no way around, your life is soon defied. There is no more hope, the maniac is cutting a smile into your throat.

Death is on the rise, bodies multiply, Japan is becoming a death sight. The unit that is doing all of this destruction, must be protected at all times. 731, the number of death, this is what life is like. With war crimes and more, this just adds on to extinction of mankind

Shoving knives down your throat, your losing your fucking life. The limbs are removed, the blood is leaking out, this gives a fun time. No anesthesia, your fear now multiples, you will not make it out alive. Your time is running out, there is no way around, your life is soon defied. There is no more hope, the maniac is cutting, a smile into your throat