In the cold table
A deep cut
Gush the blood
Red vision of d**h
Hands opening the chest
Blows break the sternum
Catch a cry
Ribs pulled out
And the black mind
Feeling all that rottenness
Fibbers and muscle broken
Washed by a vomit
In the cold table
One more d**h
Hatching his skull
The blood spills
Pulling out the skin
To get his eye balls
The gore takes the place
Tools stabbing the brain
The bloody ritual has begun
And the black mind
Feeling all that rottenness
Fibbers and muscle broken
Washed by a vomit
Suffocating pain with terror
The empty mind now is full
But the corpse isn't ready
His carca** is cremated
Viscera to soup
Organs to the banquet
Brain to desert
In this bloody banquet
Eyes as adornment
Drinking the blood
In the vein no longer
Hopping on more beat
From the dead heart
Organs to the banquet
Brain to desert
In this bloody banquet
Eyes as adornment