[00:16.107]Creeping through the dark streets
[00:19.462]Enter the morgue with a hunger for meat
[00:22.622]**** the newly deceased I need the ones
[00:26.677]that been dead for ten weeks
[00:28.824]Tearing and gashing a limbless torso
[00:31.767]Voraciously stuffing my face with grey flesh
[00:34.704]The next victim of AIDS
[00:37.730]This feast will be held indiscriminately
[00:54.791]Moving from corpse to corpse puncturing
[00:57.953]Violently, biting, chomping, gnawing on filthy meat
[01:01.414]Gore soaked, drooling pus, satisfied but not content
[01:05.202]To my delight I find and infant corpse without a head
[01:25.342]I begin to feel bile collect in my throat
[01:29.398]This liquid filled infant is sure to please me.
[01:32.530]I thrust my red knife in its half decayed chest
[01:35.642]I'll begin with the heart then devour the rest.
[01:51.357]Coughing up rancid pieces of meat
[01:54.208]Pus drip my hose I start to feel weak
[01:57.041]I proceed to vomit this gut-wrenching feast
[01:59.868]My insides along with the festering meat
[02:02.549]A chunk of intestine lodged in my throat
[02:05.226]I slice my own neck as I start to choke
[02:07.969]My stomach and vessels seep from my neck
[02:10.746]Blood pours from my face as I approach death
[02:13.499]Blood churning out of my face and spilling on the floor
[02:17.124]The pain intense yet, I still hunger for more
[02:20.211]As I fall dying I grab handfuls of tainted meat
[02:23.348]I must gorge engorge these putrid steaming mounds of flesh
[02:33.874]
[02:52.346]Choking on the flesh of the dead,Insanity is my disease (x5)
[03:37.867]I lie dead amongst carnage
[03:41.198]but this feast isn’t complete
[03:44.345]The vermin and maggots will consume what’s left of me
[03:50.170]Rats gnawing, bugs crawling, my dirty flesh is the feast
[03:56.309]These insects and rats will reduce me to bones

Creeping through the dark streets
Enter the morgue with a hunger for meat
**** the newly deceased I need the ones
that been dead for ten weeks
Tearing and gashing a limbless torso
Voraciously stuffing my face with grey flesh
The next victim of AIDS
This feast will be held indiscriminately
Moving from corpse to corpse puncturing
Violently, biting, chomping, gnawing on filthy meat
Gore soaked, drooling pus, satisfied but not content
To my delight I find and infant corpse without a head
I begin to feel bile collect in my throat
This liquid filled infant is sure to please me.
I thrust my red knife in its half decayed chest
I'll begin with the heart then devour the rest.
Coughing up rancid pieces of meat
Pus drip my hose I start to feel weak
I proceed to vomit this gut-wrenching feast
My insides along with the festering meat
A chunk of intestine lodged in my throat
I slice my own neck as I start to choke
My stomach and vessels seep from my neck
Blood pours from my face as I approach death
Blood churning out of my face and spilling on the floor
The pain intense yet, I still hunger for more
As I fall dying I grab handfuls of tainted meat
I must gorge engorge these putrid steaming mounds of flesh
Choking on the flesh of the dead,Insanity is my disease (x5)
I lie dead amongst carnage
but this feast isn’t complete
The vermin and maggots will consume what’s left of me
Rats gnawing, bugs crawling, my dirty flesh is the feast
These insects and rats will reduce me to bones