Every gourmet’s nightmare has come true
You’ll be the lunch of a hungry cannibal bunch
You are the delicacy of the day
But for you that doesn’t matter anyway
Neatly dismembered your body parts
Will be digested and cause stinking farts
Roasted brain won’t make them smarter
But at least it stopped to fester
Liquid excrements in milk shake cups
And everyone is drinking up
Onions and your cooked liver
Will surely cause a cheerful shiver
As they start to grill your guts
All cannibals are going nuts
Your genitals are served for dessert
That’s a cannibal’s dining standard
Someone devoured all the gore
Now everybody screams for more
You ended at the end of the food chain
To them you tasted better than any grain
Musik: Extirpation
Text: Christoph