[Music: Juancar / Lyrics: Dave Rotten / Guest Vocalist: Bjoern Goosses] Voracity for human flesh Its something i cant help Forbidden pleasure not for
[Motorhead's Cover]
Blood on my chest On your chest blood Lets join our chestblood! Inner morbid feelings Haemophilic passion Vulnerable desire Juicy deep red drops Blood
[Music: Juancar / Lyrics: Dave Rotten] Entering the cemetery like a furtive hunter Hiding in the shadows where nobody can see me Stalking out the tombs
[Music: Furni / Lyrics: Dave Rotten] Cadaver decapitado Asesino compulsivo Sin razon para matar Era como un deporte Se tenia que realizar Buscando una
Trying to get rid of Unsuitable population Cleaning the streets From the biggest cities Deporting the masses In ships way up the river Confining them
[Music: Tana / Lyrics: Dave Rotten / Guest Vocals: Bjoern Goosses] Chef in a restaurant O f the highest class Refined gourmet He was responsible Of
[Carcass cover] ...Aborted gestation...foetal mutilation... ...Abortive secretions...embryonic fermentation... Your crotch spawning afterbirth A congealing
[Music: Furni / Lyrics: Dave Rotten / Guest Vocals: Bjoern Goosses] When mommy died the family had to continue Years passed and daddy got a hot new girlfriend
Beyond my culinary knowledge I found a fascinating flavour The subtle taste of human flesh Something that?s usually taboo Rich in proteins And unlimited
[Sodom cover] Camp duc lap calm before the storm They fight with drowsiness Rubbed their eyes must stay awake Stared into the darkness Disastrous noise
[Instrumental]
[Morbid Angel cover] Gathered for a sacred rite Subconscious minds allied Call upon immortals Call upon the oldest one to intercede Rid us of our human
[music: furni 1/99] [lyrics: dave rotten] disguised by a soutane prasing the name of god concealing his perversity behind a forced smile respected parish
[music: furni 3/99] [lyrics: dave rotten] smooth and attractive no need aphrodisiac totally bisexual she already tasted it all [chorus:] self injury
[music: juancar 2/99] [lyrics: dave rotten] a realm of sickness - with rotting landscapes gory red skies - nauseating air a hidden hell - for tortured
[music: furni 2/99] [lyrics: dave rotten] un nido de maldad, y de crueldad vida sin piedad no pudo disfrutar, de la pubertad como una niaa mas siete
[music: cabra 10/98] [lyrics: dave rotten] grown into a world of preconceived ideals father, mother, sister, doggy and landscaped cottage affectionless