Texty:
Deeds Of Flesh Hunting Humans

The scandal will end Human butchers have no remorse For their choppings It's only a job to them Poor and homeless He stalks away Hunting humans Hacking

promises Found all he would want Women released Into the wilderness Hunted down Honoring his stills as a hunter Into the darkness Into the wilderness

of blood." [D.B.] "I cut it's throat. The blood spurted up and I drank from the stump." [P.K.] "Society's had their chance. I'm going hunting. Hunting humans

a human dish Bestial desire for human flesh I'll stab you down and beat you I'll cut you up and eat you No remorse for the deeds I have done A game