[Music: T Gustafsson]

[Lyrics: Dalegren]



Explorers in the further regions of pain

A morbid taste for the flesh

Therefore this encomium to meat

Commencing the orgy of meat and blood



Nothing eludes death

Nailed, quartered, consumed



Where screams can't be heard

Nailed to the chopping block

Brutally slaughtered like cattle

Quartered into pieces soon to be consumed



Nothing eludes death

Nailed, quartered, consumed



Slowly drained of blood and life

Shattered scraps is all that remains

Possessed by the taste of humans

Consumed by the cannibal cult



Nothing eludes death

Nailed, quartered, consumed