Eat The Priest lyrics

The mutants arrived with Shovels and Dreams Uncertain livers were not to be overlooked I like your nice carcii, your dead relatives Said the Unique Mutant Regurgitating the digested after-birth Penance was then repaid after the Cunting rape of HIS mother Yes, I love the way you pull off their Loose limbs 4, 900, 000, 000 dead Handicapped were the rest The fiends dribbled for his rib cage The young-good-looking man ran He ran through the field And over the hill Through the stream And into the Grinder Straight into the Grinder