Cattle Decapitation - Chummified Lyrics
The sport of killing.Hanging by hook and 1,000lb testPredator vs. predatorTo turn these waters redThe sharks go berserkThey circle the boatWe hide with machetes and knivesAmbush and cut their throatsChopped up. Chunks. Cuts.Frozen in buckets of bloodWith my trusty macheteI carve the parts to summon the sharksLurking around the jettyIn a frenzy they're circling, their incisors readyTo masticate and to munchThese things you call humans but we call it lunchThey smell it from miles awayI stand at the dock now a butchering blockSmashing. Hacking. Laughing.We carry a payloadChopped torsos, heads and limbsGround into a mulchFrozen and chummifiedIntestines.Fresh organsLeft on the dock, reeking, cokked by the sunSo pungentDisturbing.Vomiting induced an mixed with the chyme.This is blood.Not ashes.No mourning.No love.Sharks go berserk when the blood starts to spurt fromthe stern to the bow human chum is thrown outThey never thought this would be the way they'deventually die.Shredded into bite-sized pieces - a human goresicle.Knee-deep in intestines, gray soupy mixture resembling chyme.Sloshing heaps mobilized by waves distributing the piles.Granulized.Homocide.Chummified.