| Homo Gusticus |
|---|
| Knock, knock |
| Who is there? |
| It’s the Zombie Inc., mein Herr… |
| …and we are somewhat ravenous |
| Good Grief |
| That Bum |
| Gonna have to chew it off, Madame |
| Cause we are passably murderous |
| Cancer-ridden Organs |
| Ulcers filled with Pus |
| Guess who’s on the Menue |
| Homo Gusticus |
| Blood Fountain |
| Red Mist |
| Gently sucking on A Liver Cyst |
| Pierced Tongues |
| Black Lungs |
| Finger Food |
| Cracked Head |
| Wet Mullet |
| Bone Marrow running down my Gullet |
| Deep Bite |
| Cellulite |
| Yummy Lard |
| Cancer-ridden Organs |
| Ulcers filled with Pus |
| Guess who’s on the Menue |
| Homo Gusticus |
| Eyballs |
| Crushed in their Sockets |
| Genitals |
| Fungal Attack |
| Ribcage |
| Seeking Claws in A Chest |
| Proud Flesh |
| Adipose Tissue |
| Skeletal |
| Expose the Bones |
| Hunger… |
| …is leading us to your Homes |
| Cancer-ridden Organs |
| Ulcers filled with Pus |
| Guess who’s on the Menue |
| Homo Gusticus |
| Homo Gusticus |
