The sewer's a place where a Ghoul can relax,

Comforts abound that the surface just lacks

Bubbling toxins that ooze from old pipes,

Barrels of goo; discarded wipes

Crumbling corridors covered with slime,

Rivers of sewage and trickling brine

These caverns are harbouring something undead,

Some wretched creation is rearing it's head

Hatched from a maggot, he is quite bizarre,

He smells like a cess pool but he shreds on guitar

He crawled into the catacombs one day

I swear we could smell him a mile away

He grabbed a guitar and proceeded to kill

He blew us away with his mosh riffing skill

We welcomed him into our ranks

The hood he proudly wore

We eagerly present this fiend

Ladies and germs, it's Dissector!

I came to shred faces

And shred them I will

With archaic chords

That possess you to kill

Up from the sewer and into the pit

We three now are four and we're taking no shit

The villagers won't know what hit them tonight

We'll show them the meaning of horror and fright

Dissector's axe will cleave them in twain

I will dismember and harvest their brains

Fermentor will brew up some rot gut to choke

Cremator will burn all their corpses to coke

He is the Sewer Chewer

He is the Sewer Chewer