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 rightNow 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 horrifiedHead on at full speed, the vultures will soon feed
The father of three was impaled on the wheel
As his skull became a part of the dash
His eyeballs ejected his sight unaffectedHe saw his own organs collapse
His seatbelt was useless for holding him back
It simply cut him in two legs were crushed
Out leaked pus as his spinal cord took off and flewThe mother took flight through the glass
And ended up impaled on a sign
Her intestines stretched from the car
Down the road for a quarter of a mileFourth 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 peelingShards 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 victims liesKnowing 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 begunEarly 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 rightNow has the family in his sight
Trying to perceive if he's blind or insane
He steers his car into the other laneThe look of death in my eye surely no-one will survive
Just a pile of mush left to dry in the sun
I see my fresh kill left in the road
Remains of your bodies mangled and tornOne child left slowly dying now, arteries gushing blood
Now it's time to feed on flesh, the gore has just begun