Cannibal - Paint It Black

I hate the way you live,

taking more than you give.

Cannibal, we’re gonna pay the

price for your appetites.

Your body’s a cemetery, and

you’ll drown in your own

waste.

We’re getting sick of

the taste.

You’re dead

inside;

I can smell it on

your breath.

You’re dead

inside;

you’ll take until

there’s nothing left.

There’s

nowhere to hide…