I'm spending days alone
Missing woman's body
Eating rotting bone
All reserves have gone.

Stopping growing hunger
With remains from six feet under
Empty stomach now I feel
I must have some real fresh meal.

CH:
Now I opening your body
I'm impressed with what I see
I'm in love with your
Eternal Beauty.

Searching for healthy one
A body which is not diseased
I think the hunt is at the end
My stomach will be pleased.

Your body is torn to pieces
The agony of my hunger
I eat like a beast
Enjoying my little feast.