the stench of fear burns my nostrils I can't think why do they pierce me caustic faces haunting the same mind (the pleasures I'm having) are the right choice visions dissolve,pain is stunned carnage stops the suffer and I appease my anger can I wear your face? silence remains can I eat your flesh? feast on your brains absolve me,the blood is mine a ravenous hunger chills my spine (piece by piece I use you to exalt myself 'cause the dead don't wear flesh)