Letra de Putrid Resurrection In Anthropophagia

...My foot were caught by a fleshless hand Hundreds of cadavers began to rise... From their tomb, infested by their stench I was the prey of those living shells Bloodthirsty, in lack of flesh... I was caught, I was to die! Mutilated I become, a skinned carcass No sooner they devoured me I join their post-mortal army Ready to eat the human meat without mercy The first victims arrived We rushed at their body Those children were dislocated We ripped apart their skin Their entrails turned to mushy We tasted slowly their brains In spite of their innocence, In pieces they finished...