| Song | Bloody Chunks |
| Artist | Cannibal Corpse |
| Album | Eaten Back To Life |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Barnes | |
| Walking down the street, the smell of death in the air | |
| What a rotting stench | |
| My imagination runs wild at what it could be | |
| Open up the can to discover a dead body | |
| Or what was left of one, pieces in a bag | |
| Blood is everywhere what a retched sight | |
| Cut up really small by a razor sharp knife | |
| Lying in the garbage no one else knows | |
| What I have found, what should | |
| I do?Take it to the police or make it into stew | |
| This was an evil committed by the insane | |
| Looking down laughing, | |
| I am the same | |
| The sight of death drives me nuts | |
| I must kill to control my brain | |
| Swept away by my lust to cause pain | |
| Mutilation is my only want | |
| The evil inside me gives me | |
| The strength to kill at will | |
| My life is the means to cause death | |
| In the most sinister way | |
| I see it in your eyes the fear that keeps me alive | |
| I'll take it away, your life will end today | |
| I'll leave you to rot, what a sick odor | |
| Scream all you want but you can't stop this horror | |
| Tasting your life as | |
| I drink your blood | |
| Ripping out your insides, chewing on your spleen | |
| Dead or living flesh is what | |
| I craveI'll kill someone or eat from a grave |
| zuo ci : Barnes | |
| Walking down the street, the smell of death in the air | |
| What a rotting stench | |
| My imagination runs wild at what it could be | |
| Open up the can to discover a dead body | |
| Or what was left of one, pieces in a bag | |
| Blood is everywhere what a retched sight | |
| Cut up really small by a razor sharp knife | |
| Lying in the garbage no one else knows | |
| What I have found, what should | |
| I do? Take it to the police or make it into stew | |
| This was an evil committed by the insane | |
| Looking down laughing, | |
| I am the same | |
| The sight of death drives me nuts | |
| I must kill to control my brain | |
| Swept away by my lust to cause pain | |
| Mutilation is my only want | |
| The evil inside me gives me | |
| The strength to kill at will | |
| My life is the means to cause death | |
| In the most sinister way | |
| I see it in your eyes the fear that keeps me alive | |
| I' ll take it away, your life will end today | |
| I' ll leave you to rot, what a sick odor | |
| Scream all you want but you can' t stop this horror | |
| Tasting your life as | |
| I drink your blood | |
| Ripping out your insides, chewing on your spleen | |
| Dead or living flesh is what | |
| I craveI' ll kill someone or eat from a grave |
| zuò cí : Barnes | |
| Walking down the street, the smell of death in the air | |
| What a rotting stench | |
| My imagination runs wild at what it could be | |
| Open up the can to discover a dead body | |
| Or what was left of one, pieces in a bag | |
| Blood is everywhere what a retched sight | |
| Cut up really small by a razor sharp knife | |
| Lying in the garbage no one else knows | |
| What I have found, what should | |
| I do? Take it to the police or make it into stew | |
| This was an evil committed by the insane | |
| Looking down laughing, | |
| I am the same | |
| The sight of death drives me nuts | |
| I must kill to control my brain | |
| Swept away by my lust to cause pain | |
| Mutilation is my only want | |
| The evil inside me gives me | |
| The strength to kill at will | |
| My life is the means to cause death | |
| In the most sinister way | |
| I see it in your eyes the fear that keeps me alive | |
| I' ll take it away, your life will end today | |
| I' ll leave you to rot, what a sick odor | |
| Scream all you want but you can' t stop this horror | |
| Tasting your life as | |
| I drink your blood | |
| Ripping out your insides, chewing on your spleen | |
| Dead or living flesh is what | |
| I craveI' ll kill someone or eat from a grave |