Carved to the Bone (Entrails)

Mad butcher, I sharpen my knife My sole purpose is to drain lives At my house in the basement below I've got three people hidden, they can't say no Bound and gagged,to avoid that they'll flee I find pleasure in murdering three Pure carnal lust Makes me feel alive Carved to the bone Slit the jugular and let it flood The best method for emptying them of blood Then I cut their flesh right to the bone This is the part where my addiction has grown I keep their flesh in my freezer to eat Nothing's better than tender human meat It's what I crave, and more I'll taste A constant hunger for human waste I snatch my victims when they come to me Invite them in and set my madness free I take my favorite knife with sharp steel And hang 'em up by their heels Pure carnal lust Makes me feel alive Carved to the bone