Текст песни Macabre - Ed Gein, слова песни Macabre

Текст песни Macabre - Ed Gein

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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 kitchenAnd 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 mealIt`s delicious, I`m excitedJust the thought of gives me a thrillEd Gein - He`ll shoot you in the headEd Gein - Then drag you home on a sledEd Gein - He`ll gut you in his woodshedEd Gein - Does things to your corpse people dread

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Ed Gein

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