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
 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
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 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