One more rind for the Gholü skinner
One more carcass for a demonic dinner
Have a taste of that
Have a taste of that black stew
One last bite full of shake and shiver

One more gasp from a beaten bleeder

One more meal stored in my freezer

Take a lump of that

Take a whiff of that then chew

One last gulp of the beast that quivers



One more blast from the finger on the trigger

One more wound for the feral grave digger

Take a swing at that

Have a swipe at that, fuck you

One last time down the blood red river



One more rind for the Gholü skinner

One more carcass for a demonic dinner

Have a taste of that

Have a taste of that black stew

One last bite full of shake and shiver