Body in a Void

[Intro]
Devereaux Devereaux Devereaux

[Chorus: Darby O'Trill]
I'ma lay that ass down in a hole bitch (In a hole bitch, in a hole bitch)
I'ma lay that ass down in a hole bitch (In a hole bitch, in a hole bitch)
I'ma lay that ass six (six, six) feet deep
Bodies buried six (six, six) feet deep
I'ma lay that ass down in a hole bitch (In a hole bitch, in a hole bitch, in a hole bitch)

[Verse 1: Darby O'Trill]
I keep the teeth of the ones that I kill to be used during a séance
I do not pray to a god, I choose to put my faith in the chaos
I'm pulling up with my blade drawn, ready to shave your face off
It's priceless watching the expression you make as your brain stops
I preach a violent messagе, bitch I'm vile and wretched
Lеave you defiled and fleshless, hung up by your own intestines
I'll make your body liquefy like you was Alex Mack
Then shove all of your guts into a several gallon bag
I'll punch you in the chest until your lungs collapse
And then I'll leave you crucified to a cross made of trash
I'll pull the sun out the sky, watch it turn you to ash
Your soul becomes trapped in a field of sod grass
Sling blade and axe the perfect tools for dismemberment
What was once a human being is now murder scene evidence
I've been kissed by the devil's lips, your death is my medicine
I'll feed you to the pigs and let your skin become excrement

[Chorus: Darby O'Trill]
I'ma lay that ass down in a hole bitch (In a hole bitch, in a hole bitch)
I'ma lay that ass down in a hole bitch (In a hole bitch, in a hole bitch)
I'ma lay that ass six (six, six) feet deep
Bodies buried six (six, six) feet deep
I'ma lay that ass down in a hole bitch (In a hole bitch, in a hole bitch, in a hole bitch)

[Verse 2: Insane Poetry]
This is my roadside burial, I hope you know what I'm prepared to do
I will lay your ass down in a shallow grave when you are alive I was prepping you
Now you're laying around there with severed boobs amongst some bloodstains and the residue
Now you are human remains, they can see the way I made a mess of you
It's IP and Darby O'Trill, I be carvin' off part of your grill
All bass when it goes down for real, it's the field where you're starting to kill
Oh yeah I got a saw and a drill with the evil I taught him a skill
How to sharpen up all your skill, you better not walk in the dark up the hills
In his eyes he sees every single move that you make and he know everything you do
No escaping this fate that we bring to you
As the Angels of Hate come and sing to you
Make no mistake, got a scenic view
At the funeral wake where they're grieving you
I'm sadistic, I like watching agony in the basement below where they're bleeding you
Now you're next on the evening news and how they fed you through a feeding tube
If they'd even knew how long we kept them, some of them niggas weren't even close
So hats off to my partner as we conclude another grisly week
Laid 'em all in a hole and we made sure it was six feet