[00:00.000] 作曲 : Owen/WALKER/Steer
[00:03]Grimly I dig up the turfs
[00:05]To remove the corrupted stiffs
[00:08]Trying to contain my excitement
[00:09]As I desecrate graveolent crypts...
[00:12]Fingers claw at coffin lids
[00:14]Eager festal exhumation
[00:16]Hugging your wry, festered remains
[00:18]With posthumous joy and elation...
[00:21]Body snatched, freshly interred
[00:23]Whatever takes my fancy
[00:25]To satisfy my gratuitous pica
[00:27]My culinary necromancy...
[00:30]Scrutinised then brutalized
[00:32]My forensic inquisition is fulfilled
[00:34]My recipe is now your epitaph
[00:36]Be it fried, boiled or grilled...
[00:39]I devour the pediculous corpse
[00:41]Whetting my palate as I exhume
[00:43]The festering stench of rotting flesh
[00:45]Makes me drool as I consume...
[00:47]Caskets I grate
[00:50]My larder＇s a grave
[00:51]I＇m sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
[00:56]Rotten remains I eat
[00:58]Purulent meat
[01:00]What a funeral feast (putrid reek)
[01:04]Weeping tissue is stripped
[01:06]Pus dribbles from my lips
[01:08]Pulverising this pustular chaff
[01:10]Butchering up morgues makes me laugh...
[01:12]Ulcerated flesh I munch
[01:15]Rotting corpses are my lunch
[01:16]On bones I love to crunch (on the badly decomposed)
[01:21]Shrivelled innards I lick
[01:23]The corpse＇s head I kick
[01:25]Crumbling shreds I pick (eat the stiffs)
[01:29](Solo: morbid melody for the deceased with salt to taste)
[01:52]Rancid flesh, slaughter the dead
[01:59]Caskets exhumed...
[02:01]Corpses disenterred, graves disturbed
[02:07]To consume...
[02:11]Bereaved relatives are not amused
[02:15]As on their dear departed I feverishly consume...
[02:28]Slavering worms, decomposure burns
[02:34]Corrosion born, as bacteria gnaw
[02:53]Desecrate...
[02:58]Precipiate...(from the muddy grave)
[03:03]Macerate...
[03:07]Eviscerate...
[03:09]Caskets I grate
[03:11]My larder＇s a grave
[03:13]I＇m sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
[03:17]Rotten remains I eat
[03:19]Purulent meat
[03:21]What a funeral feast (putrid reek)
[03:27]Saponified fats, nibbled by rats
[03:33]-Freshly exhumed...
[03:35]Deep down six feet is where I like to eat
[03:41]-Human flesh to consume...

作曲 : Owen/WALKER/Steer
Grimly I dig up the turfs
To remove the corrupted stiffs
Trying to contain my excitement
As I desecrate graveolent crypts...
Fingers claw at coffin lids
Eager festal exhumation
Hugging your wry, festered remains
With posthumous joy and elation...
Body snatched, freshly interred
Whatever takes my fancy
To satisfy my gratuitous pica
My culinary necromancy...
Scrutinised then brutalized
My forensic inquisition is fulfilled
My recipe is now your epitaph
Be it fried, boiled or grilled...
I devour the pediculous corpse
Whetting my palate as I exhume
The festering stench of rotting flesh
Makes me drool as I consume...
Caskets I grate
My larder＇s a grave
I＇m sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)
Weeping tissue is stripped
Pus dribbles from my lips
Pulverising this pustular chaff
Butchering up morgues makes me laugh...
Ulcerated flesh I munch
Rotting corpses are my lunch
On bones I love to crunch (on the badly decomposed)
Shrivelled innards I lick
The corpse＇s head I kick
Crumbling shreds I pick (eat the stiffs)
(Solo: morbid melody for the deceased with salt to taste)
Rancid flesh, slaughter the dead
Caskets exhumed...
Corpses disenterred, graves disturbed
To consume...
Bereaved relatives are not amused
As on their dear departed I feverishly consume...
Slavering worms, decomposure burns
Corrosion born, as bacteria gnaw
Desecrate...
Precipiate...(from the muddy grave)
Macerate...
Eviscerate...
Caskets I grate
My larder＇s a grave
I＇m sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)
Saponified fats, nibbled by rats
-Freshly exhumed...
Deep down six feet is where I like to eat
-Human flesh to consume...