bloodied, torn and twisted
severe mutilation us
onto the mortuary slab
dozen of dismembered torsos
buried six feet under
exhumed, consume to exhume
I devour the pediculous corpse
dead, corpse, deceased
I'm proud, I am necrophagia
rotting corpses I munch
dismembered torsos are my lunch
on bones I love to crunch
slavering to the pungent stench
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
