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you better lock up your liver, and hide your heart

but even that won´t help you, you´ll be ripped apart

I will cook you up, in your own colon

for a final touch, I add pus by the gallon

human haggis

I am fed - you are dead

human haggis

I am fed - you are dead

engorge upon entrails, this recipe never fails

surrender your spleen, no more it will be seen

sticky kidney fluids, released with a bowel twist

add lungs to the stuffing, mince with your fist

human haggis

I am fed - you are dead

human haggis

filled with entrails, intestines and guts

shivering and trembling as the stew rots

feed on your internals is what I do

better watch out, I am coming for you!

human haggis

I am fed - you are dead

human haggis

I am fed - you are dead