Free meat to eat
Cleaning up the street
Disgusted by her stench
Selecting the infected bitch
I bring here to my home
To do her nasty work
With festering hands and with a death cow's smelling breath
Not knowing, what's gone happen, by this sleeze bag
Unfortunate, but willing to get a lying cannibal in her bed
She closed the door to the bedroom, and smelled his awful stench
But instead of just f*cking her, he hit her with an old and rusty wrench
Slicing
Copping
A scream
She still lives
She still lives
She still lives
The brain for starter, the heart for main
The liver for desert, the rest for the coming 6 days
I'm a Cannibal