The Meatman Museum Lyrics

I welcome you to my realm of putrid beauty.
A varnishing of flesh, bones and guts.
A room plunged into dim light.
Where corpses shall lay rotting forever.

Only petty materials to form my masterpiece.
Fat tissues on my canvas.
Testicles adorning my horror statues.
Maggots infesting my work!

I slay bitches in the name of my art.
Butchering bodies with my chainsaw.
Cleansing the streets from one or two prostitutes.
Just to satiate my need for gore.

Within my unending madness.
I am the king of debauchery.
Enthroned by a pile of cadavers.
I reign supreme.

I shall drink these virgin's menstruations.
I will bathe in their pure fluids.
Young girl, I'll skin you alive.
And bathe in the purest blood.

My one true killing spree.