Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ed Gein , by - Macabre. Song from the album Grim Reality, in the genre Release date: 31.12.1986
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Nuclear Blast
Song language: English
Ed Gein |
| I’m a killer, and a grave digger |
| My stew will be made out of you |
| I eat women, I’m a cannibal |
| And a necrophiliac too |
| I make braclets out of bodies |
| And coffee drums made with flesh |
| Organs frying in my kitchen |
| And the skin of your chest is my vest |
| Ed Gein — He’s crazy, He’s mental, He’s sick |
| Ed Gein — The head of a girl in his sink |
| Ed Gein — His soup bowl is made of a skull |
| Ed Gein — Your face is a trophy on the wall |
| I’m a fiend, I’m so morbid |
| That I sleep with your organs at night |
| And have sex with decaying bodies |
| To me it’s such a delight |
| The I’ll eat them in my kitchen |
| I will savor the mortal meal |
| It’s delicious, I’m exited |
| Just the thought of gives me a thrill |
| Ed Gein — He’ll shoot you in the head |
| Ed Gein — Then drag you home on a sled |
| Ed Gein — He’ll gut you in his woodshed |
| Ed Gein — Does things to your corpse people dread |