Something to foresee Cannibalism is the key Boiling the raw flesh Living off their deaths Chopping the corpse to shreds Clothing soaked with red Intestinal bowels of feed Where will this addiction lead
Drinking all their blood Smoking the stimulant bud To help me cope To be cured is what I hope Looking for my food My way of life is crude To addiction I've become a slave Human flesh is what I crave
What's become of me I can't understand this way It beckons me For these ways I must pay What's become of me Flesh at any price It beckons me Morbid sacrifice