| Song | Chunk Blower |
| Artist | Cattle Decapitation |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Astor, Oftedal, Ryan | |
| In this world of concrete and machines | |
| There are still many things to remind us we're human beings | |
| A gigantic grinder | |
| Fused of steel and turbine | |
| Blades flay muscle from bone | |
| Nobody dies alone | |
| As hundreds wait for death | |
| The sound of engines grinding | |
| Every tissue, organ and lining | |
| Explode in a mulch of compost | |
| Churning corkscrews of pain | |
| Razor-sharp gears and cogs | |
| For the creation of human sausage logs | |
| The splattering of meat on flesh | |
| Enzymes, acids and fats | |
| Trickle down into vats | |
| Nightmarish humanoid mower | |
| Behold, the chunk blower | |
| Your grinded mash | |
| Of arms and legs | |
| Torsos and heads | |
| Now hamburger meat | |
| I've an extreme fetish | |
| For blood and meat | |
| All over me | |
| The body as a canvas | |
| The art of murder | |
| Upon blank skin | |
| Fed into the grater | |
| Exiting in chunks | |
| Spattering the funk | |
| Blended Pureed | |
| Human chunks | |
| All over me? | |
| Pulverized | |
| Sliced and diced | |
| Carnified | |
| All over me? | |
| Blood and thighs | |
| Brains and eyes | |
| Everything inside | |
| All over me? | |
| Allow me to reiterate your worthlessness | |
| Now reduced to ground beef |
| zuo qu : Astor, Oftedal, Ryan | |
| In this world of concrete and machines | |
| There are still many things to remind us we' re human beings | |
| A gigantic grinder | |
| Fused of steel and turbine | |
| Blades flay muscle from bone | |
| Nobody dies alone | |
| As hundreds wait for death | |
| The sound of engines grinding | |
| Every tissue, organ and lining | |
| Explode in a mulch of compost | |
| Churning corkscrews of pain | |
| Razorsharp gears and cogs | |
| For the creation of human sausage logs | |
| The splattering of meat on flesh | |
| Enzymes, acids and fats | |
| Trickle down into vats | |
| Nightmarish humanoid mower | |
| Behold, the chunk blower | |
| Your grinded mash | |
| Of arms and legs | |
| Torsos and heads | |
| Now hamburger meat | |
| I' ve an extreme fetish | |
| For blood and meat | |
| All over me | |
| The body as a canvas | |
| The art of murder | |
| Upon blank skin | |
| Fed into the grater | |
| Exiting in chunks | |
| Spattering the funk | |
| Blended Pureed | |
| Human chunks | |
| All over me? | |
| Pulverized | |
| Sliced and diced | |
| Carnified | |
| All over me? | |
| Blood and thighs | |
| Brains and eyes | |
| Everything inside | |
| All over me? | |
| Allow me to reiterate your worthlessness | |
| Now reduced to ground beef |
| zuò qǔ : Astor, Oftedal, Ryan | |
| In this world of concrete and machines | |
| There are still many things to remind us we' re human beings | |
| A gigantic grinder | |
| Fused of steel and turbine | |
| Blades flay muscle from bone | |
| Nobody dies alone | |
| As hundreds wait for death | |
| The sound of engines grinding | |
| Every tissue, organ and lining | |
| Explode in a mulch of compost | |
| Churning corkscrews of pain | |
| Razorsharp gears and cogs | |
| For the creation of human sausage logs | |
| The splattering of meat on flesh | |
| Enzymes, acids and fats | |
| Trickle down into vats | |
| Nightmarish humanoid mower | |
| Behold, the chunk blower | |
| Your grinded mash | |
| Of arms and legs | |
| Torsos and heads | |
| Now hamburger meat | |
| I' ve an extreme fetish | |
| For blood and meat | |
| All over me | |
| The body as a canvas | |
| The art of murder | |
| Upon blank skin | |
| Fed into the grater | |
| Exiting in chunks | |
| Spattering the funk | |
| Blended Pureed | |
| Human chunks | |
| All over me? | |
| Pulverized | |
| Sliced and diced | |
| Carnified | |
| All over me? | |
| Blood and thighs | |
| Brains and eyes | |
| Everything inside | |
| All over me? | |
| Allow me to reiterate your worthlessness | |
| Now reduced to ground beef |