Hooked Skin

My face has disfigured
Hooked bodies on the halls
Pinheads in mob places

Chopped flesh and bones
I came to take their lives
Your suffer to be pleasure

Their scream stimulleted my works
I need the bloodhands

Cut down piece by piece
Your carcas feed me

Their parts on in my freezer
Every day to my lunch
Like a cannibal I'll taste you
This reveals my true person