Corpse Grinder Songtext
von Hooker Spit

Give me those delicious corpses
I need my meat
One man makes twenty courses
I must feed
Rip the flesh, eat every sinew
Crush bones between my teeth

I need my meat


All the children of the village
Should run and hide in fright
Here I lurk inside the shadows
Waiting for the time to strike
I′m the creature from your nightmares
Coalesced in human form
Lick the blood from all your fingers
The warmth runs through my teeth

A bountiful human feast
I need my meat
I must feed
Long pig I seek
Prey on the weak

I sit hungry bated breath
Waiting quietly for your death
Craving all your supple flesh
Waiting quietly for your death
I sit hungry bated breath
Waiting for you.