Текст песни MACABRE - Ed Gein, слова песни MACABRE

Текст песни MACABRE - Ed Gein

MACABRE - Ed Gein слова песни

Текст песни MACABRE - Ed Gein

I'm a killer, and a gravediggerMy stew will be made out of youI eat women, I'm a cannibalAnd a necrophiliac tooI make bracelets out of bodiesAnd coffee drums made with fleshOrgans frying in my kitchen( )And the skin of your chest is my vestEd Gein - He's crazy, He's mental, He's sickEd Gein - The head of a girl in his sinkEd Gein - His soup bowl is made of a skullEd Gein - Your face is a trophy on the wallI'm a fiend, I'm so morbidThat I sleep with your organs at nightAnd have sex with decaying bodiesTo me it's such a delightThen I'll eat them in my kitchenI will savour the mortal meal

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MACABRE

Ed Gein

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