Hardcore cannibal song

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I've got a mask, I've got a fine thing, and then I cut off my face
Talk to the police, well talk to my face, never thought I'd eat my son.
Oh but I made it just that way...
Then I went and ate, I ate my son.
Time is the biggest drug, in that way...
So i started with his eyes and moved down.
Nothing, heaven forbid, could help me now,
Pieces of euphoria are scattered around
My form remains, thats natures thing,
but your forgetting and forgetting makes me sick.
Rip off.. I don't like you Feed your concience,
to your absent brain.
What's the matter? He just suffered a weight loss: a slight case of death
Son eating and life's a bi***. Your wife's a bi***
So look a round, it's not so serious, it's not so confusing.
Since i ate my son, life has been more complete..
Because he talked in his sleep.
He beat off in the night.
He had an ugly face.
What a f***ing waste...