Organ Harvester

The massing of the people, who try to bring upheaval
Will Amount to nothing. But will bring forth evil
Because they are all blind, or just lack in pride
It seems they'd rather die, than lose their way of life.

The evil it comes for them with a malevolent intention
They will know real fear, when I come to harvest their organs.

Pick them when they're ripe, before the wear of time, removing cartilage, for rib cage opening
Digging in with knife to, harvest bits of life and, pulling out organs through, rib cage opening
Intestines, liver, lungs. Muscle, skin and tongue. Eyes with optic nerves, the price of the cure.

The evil it comes for them with a malevolent intention
They will know real fear, when I come to harvest their organs
Paralyzed, by the thought, of the real human condition
A thirst for life, by other's death, just for worth and admiration.

Latch your windows shut, lock all your doors, hope you got bars change and more
For I come at night, I worm inside, hope you don't mind, your organs are mine
I take my knife, and start to slide, searching through, to take what's mine.
Then I take out, what was in you, for there are those, with rotting insides.

The evil it comes for them with a malevolent intention
They will know real fear, when I come to harvest their organs
Paralyzed, by the thought, of the real human condition
A thirst for life, by other's death, just for worth and admiration.