I walk the streets when the moon is high
Cath a glimpse of my eyes
In no rush to hunt you down
You're my meal in this town
Out of job,no place to stay
Your society made me this away
I'm the thing that you ignore
Since bad luck came thru my door
This bag full of meat
This bag full of meat
This bag full of meat
I'm sure I'll get to eat
'Cos this bag is full of meat
I was used to the taste of blood
Back 'nam some years ago
Lived thru hell and lost my mind
Your tender flesh is of my kind
I ear for free,I won't pay
This is sick or so they say a noble cause creates disgust
I'll survive and you will roast
Hunger hits,hunger erode my sin
I'll be there waiting for your skin