text: Meat man, meat man, speak qliphoth
  Bile start excreting, started leaking out the folds
  Walls made out of meat, devoid of meaning, no control
  Meat can push you deeper, lucid while you decompose
  We feed on the meager, keep the preachers on a rope
  Breathe the stench up in your ether, seeing features through the smoke
  Something in it eating hope
  Swimming in the mind, something which you can’t control
  Down flow
  The teeth fall out your hole
  Sound grows
  Fall feet first, feed my growth
  Ground moans
  The deepest point, unknown
  Is speaking through your bones
  You see it through your phone
  Let go, its tiiime!
  For my abusement
  Your retribution 
  Tied down, no movement
  Youre trapped, it’s miiine!
  Own your illusion
  Youre my pollutant
  My source of food
  ITS MEAT!
  Gimme the meat, man!
  Meat in my grease, pan!
  The meat of a human a grand
  Hit up the market wit bands
  Don’t leave a bone to rot
  Meat in the freezer, that’s frozen to frost
  Blood comin out of the holes that were clogged
  Eat on my meat if I’m killed, if I’m shot
  Dont stop!
  What would ya do if I wanna eat ya meat?
  Nibble from the brains, to the ribs, to the feet
  How would ya feel with ya meat in my teeth?
  How would ya feel when I shit it out clean?
  Get a couple dollars and we rub it on our flesh
  The meat inside the head gets happy when it’s depressed
  Get a couple dollars and we rub it on our flesh
  The meat inside the head gets happy when it’s depressed
  Let go, its tiiime!
  For my abusement
  Your retribution 
  Tied down, no movement
  Youre trapped, it’s miiine!
  Own your illusion
  Youre my pollutant
  My source of food
  ITS MEAT!