Hung, Drawn and Quartered

Cries of laughter beneath me
As I hang by my neck
Suffocating rapidly
It's my last breath
Cut to the ground and stabbed in the chest
Hung, Drawn, Quartered
Hung, Drawn, Quartered
Hung, Drawn, Quartered
Hung, Drawn, Quartered
Blood is then drained out
In a glory way
Spilling out my memories
The soil turns red
Sliced through my torso
And ripped apart
Severed and the quarters
Rigor mortis sets in
Hung, Drawn, Quartered
Hung, Drawn, Quartered
Hung, Drawn, Quartered
Hung, Drawn, Quartered