Lyrics:

If you hunt them that way, you can taste the fear in their meat

If you hunt them that way, you can taste the fear in their meat

Sharp little points

Being as nice as can be, they start to bring in their knives, slowly, tenderly, putting them into your chest

Mistreated, mistreated by animals

Mistreated, mistreated by animals

Owh, blup, rup, no, no, ehh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh

Sharp little points