Toxic Holocaust

Man from Hell with an axe in his hand
He is known across the land
Sharpening his blade to take off your head
With one quick swing, you'll be dead
Punishment of death by decapitation
Off to Hell your soul will be taken
Your body will be lit
Placed in rotten darkness. Turned to rotten meat
Slaughtering villain comes for you
Off to your sound. Heading for you
Take my advice, don't go see
Or you'll end up pounded like me
All he wants to do is swing one blade
You better start running. You better be afraid