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• Artiste: Cannibal Corpse
• Titre: Bloody Chunks
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[Lyrics by Chris] Walking down the street, the smell of death in the air What a rotting stench My imagination runs wild at what this could be Open up the can to discover a dead body Or what was left of one, pieces in a bag Blood is everywhere what a retched sight Cut up really small by a razor sharp knife Lying in the garbage no one else knows What I have found, what should I do Take it to the police or make it into stew This was an evil commited by the insane Looking down laughing, I am the same The sight of death drives me nuts, I must kill, to control my brain Swept away by my lust to cause pain, mutilation is my only want The evil inside me gives me the strength to kill at will My life is the means to cause death in the most sinister ways I see it in your eyes the fear that keeps me alive I'll take it away, your life will end today I'll leave you to rot, what a sick odor Scream all you want, but you can't stop this horror Tasting your life as I drink your blood Ripping out your insides, chewing on your spleen Dead or living flesh is what I crave I'll kill someone or eat from a grave