I eat their meat
Fiend for corpses
In the cemetery they lay buried
Dead and rotting
Exhumed to be consumed
Fiend for corpses

The dead do not hear
Not even a peep
D-e-a-d, they cannot speak
Of what parts I eat
D-e-a-d, with them I procreate
And prep for my feast
D-e-a-d, I'm lusting for their taste

These chemicals in my brain
Are commanding me to remain the flesh's slave
I'm forgetting my own name

I eat their meat
Fiend for corpses
In the cemetery they lay buried
Dead and rotting
Exhumed to be consumed
Fiend for corpses
The dead do not smell
Me and my reek
E-n-t-e-r the tombs where they sleep
I am not meek
T-e-a-r the lids off their resting place
Desecrating remains
D-e-a-d, such a feast I will create

Chemicals in my brain
Are commanding me to remain the flesh's slave
I'm forgetting my own name

I eat their meat
Fiend for corpses
In the cemetery they lay buried
Dead and rotting
Exhumed to be consumed
Fiend for corpses
I eat their meat
Fiend for corpses
In the cemetery they lay buried
Dead and rotting
Exhumed to be consumed
Fiend for corpses
I eat their meat
Fiend for corpses
In the cemetery they lay buried
Dead and rotting
Exhumed to be consumed
Fiend for corpses