"Trophies" lyrics

Caretaker in this dark hell
Hidden from the rest of the world
Items in the dark
Collect with ardor, ardor
Odors preserved from their fear
Bring me back, the victims so near
Relics in my fort
Assembled murder, horrors

Trophies in the counter
Severed extremities
Warden and curator
Renaissance in the barn

Fetid, my favorite scent
Mementoes and trophies amassed
Satan's the abhorrent host
Murder memorial
Keepsakes, blunt and severe
Killing remembrance when days become blear
Compulsion turned into art
Relive the heinous murders

Trophies in the counter
Severed extremities
Warden and curator
Renaissance in the barn
Withered trunks and limb parts
The filing of manhunt bizarre
Exhibits in the attic
A foul gallery of harm

In league with the devil
See my showcases of carrion and collected repugnant dreads
The muted crying, faded shadows, torn off ears and dull eyes
Shreds of my victims, allay my thirst for new blood

Trophies in the counter
Severed extremities
Warden and curator
Renaissance in the barn
The relics of my slaughters
Unrotted, they will prevail
The vile work of the wretched lifetime
Of a ghoulish mind in jail