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Dissect, Molest, Ingest

TypeStudio Full-length
GenresBrutal Death Metal
Album rating :  90 / 100
Votes :  2
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The Local Flavour Lyrics

3. The Local Flavour (2:55)
Track rating :  80 / 100       Votes :  1       [ ]
Fashioned from flesh, an infinite source of meats,
My children flock, to this familiar feast,
never suspecting, their love for me is blinding,
to them a saint, the doting hand that feeds,
but history will mark me as a beast,

Hiding my true nature, whilst amongst the sheep,
like lambs to slaughter upon them I will feast,

watching the lost wander, without direction,
I bless them with purpose, to be my sustenance

In my kitchen countless victims, I dine upon them, and dredge their shame

carving the flesh from their bones so tenderly

I have mastered the art of butchery,
all my victims, selected carefully,
I document them and then preserve their organs,
I claim the best, the finest cuts for me,
I stew the rest, and feed it to the pure

never think to question, the source of this treat,
unwitting communion, of this divine cuisine
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