Letra da Música Grinding Dead Flesh de Repulsive Exhume

Return to live after a cerebral dead
With terrible desire of devour fresh human flesh
I elaborated my master plan and all happen with brutality
Get into a shop and murdered all the people inside
I proceed to cut the bodies with the butcher machine
Lukewarm blood wets the place and my voracious hunger
I satisfied with a succulent soap of crude blood and grinding
Intestines

Waiting for the night and put in practice my cannibal butcher
Instinct
I decorate with intestines and decapitated head my dinning room
The ambient in perfect state of rottenness the sweet smell for my
Morbid delight

Devourer the flesh, devourer the flesh, devourer the flesh

I prepare my tablespoon and my knife for savor my exquisite
Menu

An open skull with brain crème, a body opened from the sternum
Until the pubic cavity
Leaving visible the exquisite puree of dead organs specialty of my
Palate
In a jar my preterit drink, a cocktail of fresh amniotic liquid

How desert a slice of fetus decorated with his vitreous eyes of my
Delicious corpses
Satisfied I look on my freezer the members hanging for my
Succulent breakfast of the next days.