Unleashed

Flesh... eat... flesh

I wake up at night so hungry for blood

The taste of a new corpse I feel

Illusions of bodies dismemberment fresh

Dissection leftovers for me

I break into a morgue or a hospital near

My organ erects eagerly

I search for the dishes the surgeon has left

Dissection leftovers for me

Flesh... eat... flesh

I revel in blood and I revel in flesh

There's never enough for my needs

I carve on the limbs and I chew with delight

Dissection leftovers for me

Flesh... eat... flesh