Death - Primitive Ways Lyrics
Go against the ways and experience painLeading a life which one might call insaneBathe in blood of the one you killedSlaughter to survive, your needs are fulfilledUsing horrid wasteSome of them will tasteRemoving deadly diseaseWith such primitive easeCannibals practicing the art of butcheryEmotions dont exist, pain you cant resistPrimitive waysConducting ceremonies to meet the ancient onesWhile having an outer body experienceCelebrate the kill of the dayThen walk among the guts of the fallen preyUsing horrid wasteSome of them will tasteRemoving deadly diseaseWith such primitive easeCannibals practicing the art of butcheryEmotions dont exist, pain you cant resist