Clean Lyric
Paragraph Lyric
Grimly I dig up the turfs
To remove the corrupted stiffs
Trying to contain my excitement
As I desecrate graveolent crypts...
Fingers claw at coffin lids
Eager festal exhumation
Hugging your wry, festered remains
With post-humous joy and elation...
Body snatched, freshly interred
Whatever takes my fancy
To satisfy my gratuitous pica
My culinary necromancy...
Scrutinised then brutalised
My forensic inquisition is fulfiled
My recipe is now your epitaph
Be it fried, boiled or grilled...

I devour the pediculous corpse
Whetting my palate as I exhume
The festering stench of rotting flesh
Makes me drool as I consume...

Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)

Weeping tissue is stripped
Pus dribbles from my lips
Pulverising this pustular chaff
Butchering up morgue's makes me laugh...

Ulcerated flesh I munch
Rotting corpses are my lunch
On bones I love to crunch (on the badly decomposed)
Shrivelled innards I lick
The corpse's head I kick
Crumbling shreds I pick (eat the stiffs)
[Solo: morbid melody for the deceased with salt to taste]

Rancid flesh, slaughter the dead
- Caskets exhumed...
Corpses disinterred, graves disturbed
- To consume...

Bereaved relatives are not amused
As on their dear departed I feverishly consume...

Slavering worms, decomposure burns
Corrosion born, as bacteria gnaw

Desecrate...
Precipitate....(from the muddy grave)
Macerate...
Eviscerate...

Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)

Saponified fats, nibbled by rats
- freshly exhumed...
Deep down six feet is where I like to eat
- Human flesh to consume...
Grimly I dig up the turfs   To remove the corrupted stiffs   Trying to contain my excitement   As I desecrate graveolent crypts...   Fingers claw at coffin lids   Eager festal exhumation   Hugging your wry, festered remains   With post-humous joy and elation...   Body snatched, freshly interred   Whatever takes my fancy   To satisfy my gratuitous pica   My culinary necromancy...   Scrutinised then brutalised   My forensic inquisition is fulfiled   My recipe is now your epitaph   Be it fried, boiled or grilled...      I devour the pediculous corpse   Whetting my palate as I exhume   The festering stench of rotting flesh   Makes me drool as I consume...      Caskets I grate   My larder's a grave   I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)   Rotten remains I eat   Purulent meat   What a funeral feast (putrid reek)      Weeping tissue is stripped   Pus dribbles from my lips   Pulverising this pustular chaff   Butchering up morgue's makes me laugh...      Ulcerated flesh I munch   Rotting corpses are my lunch   On bones I love to crunch (on the badly decomposed)   Shrivelled innards I lick   The corpse's head I kick   Crumbling shreds I pick (eat the stiffs)   [Solo: morbid melody for the deceased with salt to taste]      Rancid flesh, slaughter the dead   - Caskets exhumed...   Corpses disinterred, graves disturbed   - To consume...      Bereaved relatives are not amused   As on their dear departed I feverishly consume...      Slavering worms, decomposure burns   Corrosion born, as bacteria gnaw      Desecrate...   Precipitate....(from the muddy grave)   Macerate...   Eviscerate...      Caskets I grate   My larder's a grave   I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)   Rotten remains I eat   Purulent meat   What a funeral feast (putrid reek)      Saponified fats, nibbled by rats   - freshly exhumed...   Deep down six feet is where I like to eat   - Human flesh to consume...