As your eyes are filled with horror
I lift up the corpse on the bench
You can't avoid the dismal sight
It's arms and legs I re-trench
Excavating it's interior
To get a hold of what's inside
And as I drivel and belch
You feel so damn reviled
As I continue with laughter
I drink the bowel's rheum
Squeezing my hand through it's mouth and further
Through it's stomach to it's womb
Of it's once called body
There seems nothing to be left
And you better prepare yourself
For an equaling death
Revel in flesh
Pools of coagulated blood
And rotten flesh by my side
Now I really need something more
To kill another day in my life
