The Cannibal
Calm, Calm
The Cannibals Song
His sermon of death fills the air
Saw, Saw
Through body and bone
The captain you caught in your snare
Abattoir of ice and stone
Lined with human skin
Strewn among assorted bones
His instruments of sin
Lanterns light him at his work
Seen through morphine's haze
Bent to task his practiced hands
Peel the flesh he flays
He lurched on prosthetic legs
Their make, his own design
His frightful ingenuity
No sane man could define
Calm, Calm
The Cannibals Song
His sermon of death fills the air
Saw, Saw
Through body and bone
The captain you caught in your snare
The rancid reek of despair
Amputated ears and lips
He ate them to survive
His manhood made a meal
Sheer will kept him alive
Senses clear, I moved to flee
My legs, I realized
Sawn-off above the knee
Clean and cauterized
Awoken from the fog
His sedatives caused
His back to me, I saw my chance
Striking without pause
He struggled but I held him fast
And drove him to the ground
I beat him til his cursed mouth
No longer formed sound
My teeth I clamped around his throat
forced them through his skin
And as his blood sprayed from his neck
I felt the warmth within
Calm, Calm
The Cannibals Song
My sermon of death fills the air
Saw, Saw
Through body and bone
The surgeon I've caught in my snare
The Cannibals Song
His sermon of death fills the air
Saw, Saw
Through body and bone
The captain you caught in your snare
Abattoir of ice and stone
Lined with human skin
Strewn among assorted bones
His instruments of sin
Lanterns light him at his work
Seen through morphine's haze
Bent to task his practiced hands
Peel the flesh he flays
He lurched on prosthetic legs
Their make, his own design
His frightful ingenuity
No sane man could define
Calm, Calm
The Cannibals Song
His sermon of death fills the air
Saw, Saw
Through body and bone
The captain you caught in your snare
The rancid reek of despair
Amputated ears and lips
He ate them to survive
His manhood made a meal
Sheer will kept him alive
Senses clear, I moved to flee
My legs, I realized
Sawn-off above the knee
Clean and cauterized
Awoken from the fog
His sedatives caused
His back to me, I saw my chance
Striking without pause
He struggled but I held him fast
And drove him to the ground
I beat him til his cursed mouth
No longer formed sound
My teeth I clamped around his throat
forced them through his skin
And as his blood sprayed from his neck
I felt the warmth within
Calm, Calm
The Cannibals Song
My sermon of death fills the air
Saw, Saw
Through body and bone
The surgeon I've caught in my snare
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Writer(s): John Stone
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