Chunk Blower Lyrics - To Serve Man - Cattle Decapitation

In this world of concrete and machines 

There are still many things to remind us we're human beings 

A gigantic grinder 

Fused of steel and turbine 

Blades flay muscle from bone 

Nobody dies alone 

As hundreds wait for death 

The sound of engines grinding 

Every tissue, organ and lining 

Explode in a mulch of compost 

Churning corkscrews of pain 

Razor-sharp gears and cogs 

For the creation of human sausage logs 

The splattering of meat on flesh 

Enzymes, acids and fats 

Trickle down into vats 

Nightmarish humanoid mower 

Behold, the chunk blower 

Your grinded mash 

Of arms and legs 

Torsos and heads 

Now hamburger meat 

I've an extreme fetish 

For blood and meat 

All over me 

The body as a canvas 

The art of murder 

Upon blank skin 

Fed into the grater 

Exiting in chunks 

Spattering the funk