Dissection Leftovers — Unleashed

Flesh...cat...flesh

I wake up at night so hungry for blood The taste of a new corpse I feel Illusions of bodies dismemberment fresh Dissection leftovers for me I break into a morgue or a hospital near My organ erects eagerly I search for the dishes the surgeon has left Dissection leftovers for me

Flesh...cat...flesh

I revel in blood and I revel in flesh There's never enough for my needs I carve on the limbs and I chew with delight Dissection leftovers for me

Flesh...cat...flesh