They say my hungers a problem
They tell me to curb my appetite
They say I can't keep myself from trying
A bite of every plate in sight
They worship presence to virtue
Oh they tell me gluttony is a sin
But my desire is bottomless
So I wanna slit your throat and eat you
Till I'm sick
Continue here
The slaughters on I wanna see you come undone unsatisfied until a got you flayed alive so have a plate have a taste the flavors intoxicating I'm still preying on the butcher's vain