| Buried underneath the ground*
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| Parts already decomposed
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| Lifeless human meat all to be exhumed
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| Flesh appears above the ground
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| What was once inside a tomb
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| Now belongs to me for my gluttony
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| I like to eat cadavers
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| I must consume the dead
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| I desecrate the graves where all these corpses rest
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| I feed on severed limbs
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| Pus dripping peeling skin
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| Festering intestines
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| Until my hunger is fulfilled
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| I pounce upon the restless pray
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| Genitals brutally removed
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| My voracious mind fully uncontrolled
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| The taste for vaginal decay
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| Makes me yearn for some more
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| Ripping of the head, ready for the final course
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| I have to disembowel
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| Impelled to mutilate
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| I cannot fight the will inside to violate
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| The pleasure of ingesting
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| The urge for human flesh
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| The preserving hunt for meat is coming to a head
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| Give me your flesh, let me devour it
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| Give me your flesh, let me devour it
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| Without retching i devour
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| The carnal reeking mess
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| I stuff my self with every corpse i can get
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| Dead entrails all for me
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| I’m swallowing decay
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| I need more rotting festering remains to excavate
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| Give me your flesh, let me devour it
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| Give me your flesh, let me devour it
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| Give me your flesh, let me devour it
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| Give me your flesh, let me devour it |