I walk the streets when the moon is high Cath a glimpse of my eyes In no rush to hunt you down You're my meal in this town Out of job,no place to stay Your society made me this away I'm the thing that you ignore Since bad luck came thru my door This bag full of meat This bag full of meat This bag full of meat I'm sure I'll get to eat 'Cos this bag is full of meat I was used to the taste of blood Back 'nam some years ago Lived thru hell and lost my mind Your tender flesh is of my kind I ear for free,I won't pay This is sick or so they say a noble cause creates disgust I'll survive and you will roast Hunger hits,hunger erode my sin I'll be there waiting for your skin