Numb and gray Drift through numbered days Your thoughts decay As you dig your grave to Pass the time Sift through grue and grime Submerged in slime Now your eager mind is Fertile ground For these thoughts unsound You're sinking down In darkness you drown Your fevered brain Thirsts for the insane Your thoughts derange By the sick and strange And their escapades Are you not entertained? (Entertained) By these works profane? Are you not depraved? (Depraved) By these minds insane? The lurid details of shredded entrails They thrill without fail Lurid tales Growing faint At the scenes they paint Without restraint It's your thoughts they taint And tantalize, as they brutalize You can't avert your bulging eyes You're hypnotized, sickness undisguised You're deader than you realized You can't deny, what you feel inside Your morbid side won't be satisfie Until someone's died Are you not entertained? (Entertained) By these works profane? The lurid details of shredded entrails They thrill without fail, lurid tales Lurid (Lurid) Lurid, shocking and vile Now you thrill, to each twisted kill Never get your fill of sleaze and swill You lap it up, on sickness you sup Watch closely as eyeballs erupt And splatter gore, screaming out for more Bleeding bodies by the score To titillate, senses now prostrate Pupils dilate, as you await Gore served on a plate Are you not entertained? (Entertained) By these works profane? The lurid details of shredded entrails They thrill without fail, lurid tales Lurid (Lurid) Lurid, shocking and vile