Shredded Humans





Early hours, open road, family of five on their

way home

Having enjoyed a day in the sun, their

encounter with gore has just begun

A homicidal fool not knowing left from right, 

now has the family in his sight

Trying to perceive if he's blind or insane, he

steers his car into the other lane



Both of them collide, expressions horrified

Head on at full speed, the vultures will soon feed



The father of three was impaled on the wheel,

as his skull became part of the dash

His eyeballs ejected his sight uneffected, he 

saw his own organs collapse

His seatbelt was useless for holding him back, 

it simply cut him in two

Legs were crushed, out leaked puss as his

spinal cord took off and flew

The mother took a flight through the glass, and

ended up impaled on a sign

Her intestines stretched from the car down the 

road for a quarter of mile 



Fourth child on the way, won't live another day

Fetus on the road, with mangled little bones

Little children fly, not a chance to wonder why

Smashed against the ceiling, all their skin 

burning and peeling

Schards of glass explode, chest and skull now

implode

Corpses they've become, and graves will have 

to be dug 



Underneath the wheels, burning rubber on your

face

Bleeding from your eyes, the slaughtered victim 

lies

Knowing what he's done, he just backs up one 

more time

Laughing at the mess, a pile of meat on the 

street 



One child left slowly dying now, arteries gushing

blood

Now it's time to feed on flesh, the gore has just

begun 



Early hours, open road, family of five on their 

way home

Having enjoyed a day in the sun, their 

encounter with gore has just begun

A homicidal fool not knowing left from right, 

now has the family in his sight

Trying to perceive if he's blind or insane, he 

steers his car into the other lane 



The look of death in my eye

Surely no-one survive

Just a pile of mush

Left to dry in the sun 



I see my fresh kill

Left in the road

Remains of your body

Mangled and torn 



Solo Bob Rusay

Solo Jack Owen



One child left slowly dying now, arteries gushing

blood

Now it's time to feed on flesh, the gore has just

begun