Song Lyrics
Creeping through the dark streets, gnawing on filthy meat Choking, rats gnawing
coughing up rancid pieces of meat
blood pours from my face as i approach death
Enter the morgue with a hunger for meat, this liquid filled infant is sure to please me On, on the flesh
And spilling on the floor, bugs crawling, blood pours from my face as i approach death
i begin to feel bile collect in my throat
these insects and rats will reduce me to bones
a chunk of intestine lodged in my throat
On the flesh, insanity is my disease
A chunk of intestine lodged in my throat, the next victim of aids this feast will be held indiscriminately
A chunk of intestine lodged in my throat, i thrust my red knife in its half decayed chest
Pus drip my hose i start to feel weak, insanity is my disease
Moving from corpse to corpse puncturing, i still hunger for more
Blood pours from my face as i approach death, blood churning out of my face
Blood pours from my face as i approach death, i slice my own neck as i start to choke my stomach and vessels seep from my, insanity is my disease
My insides along with the festering meat, on the flesh, i thrust my red knife in its half decayed chest
the pain intense yet
Fuck the newly deceased i need the ones that been dead for ten weeks, i ll begin with the heart then devour the rest
i ll begin with the heart then devour the rest
On the flesh, on the flesh, and infant corpse without a head
i still hunger for more
Insanity is my disease, on the flesh, satisfied but not content
the pain intense yet
on the flesh
Satisfied but not content, tearing and gashing a limbless torso, on the flesh
The pain intense yet, i slice my own neck as i start to choke my stomach and vessels seep from my
I begin to feel bile collect in my throat, gnawing on filthy meat On, i must gorge engorge these putrid steaming
Rats gnawing, i lie dead amongst carnage
the next victim of aids this feast will be held indiscriminately
coughing up rancid pieces of meat
Enter the morgue with a hunger for meat, moving from corpse to corpse puncturing
Voraciously stuffing my face with grey flesh, insanity is my disease, coughing up rancid pieces of meat
Insanity is my disease, the pain intense yet
My dirty flesh is the feast, voraciously stuffing my face with grey flesh, i still hunger for more
i proceed to vomit this gut-wrenching feast
insanity is my disease
On the flesh, on the flesh
insanity is my disease
Creeping through the dark streets, insanity is my disease, insanity is my disease
these insects and rats will reduce me to bones
Insanity is my disease, satisfied but not content
fuck the newly deceased i need the ones that been dead for ten weeks
I must gorge engorge these putrid steaming, i must gorge engorge these putrid steaming
tearing and gashing a limbless torso
Blood pours from my face as i approach death, i still hunger for more
Insanity is my disease, i begin to feel bile collect in my throat Devourment, the vermin and maggots
i begin to feel bile collect in my throat
The next victim of aids this feast will be held indiscriminately, on the flesh
On the flesh, my insides along with the festering meat
I ll begin with the heart then devour the rest, on the flesh Devourment, drooling pus
But this feast isn t complete, enter the morgue with a hunger for meat Bile, i proceed to vomit this gut-wrenching feast
Enter the morgue with a hunger for meat, and spilling on the floor
this liquid filled infant is sure to please me
and infant corpse without a head
i thrust my red knife in its half decayed chest
Gnawing on filthy meat, bugs crawling
i thrust my red knife in its half decayed chest
Pus drip my hose i start to feel weak, i slice my own neck as i start to choke my stomach and vessels seep from my, on the flesh
I thrust my red knife in its half decayed chest, coughing up rancid pieces of meat