[Music: T Gustafsson]
[Lyrics: Dalegren]
Explorers in the further regions of pain
A morbid taste for the
flesh
Therefore this encomium to meat
Commencing the orgy of meat and blood
Nothing eludes death
Nailed, quartered,
consumed
Where screams can't be heard
Nailed to the chopping block
Brutally slaughtered like cattle
Quartered into pieces
soon to be consumed
Nothing eludes death
Nailed, quartered, consumed
Slowly drained of blood and life
Shattered scraps
is all that remains
Possessed by the taste of humans
Consumed by the cannibal cult
Nothing eludes death
Nailed, quartered,
consumed