Rudimentary, a practice of repugnant aspect The principle of survival still emerging In the urban chaos What's impure, for us is satisfactory Jungle law, partitioned by ourselves
Just to show up superiority We practice the art of cannibalism
Bestiality is our motto We cult the scorn by the humanity We catch, we kill, we eat We are the Beast
We have our own significance To the word "ritual"
Stare to us with fear See our inhumanity We taste our own specie We are the climax of perversity
The man in his own predator And we are always hunting Seeking human flesh The taste of a similar Be the hunter, not the prey Come with us Raise a visceral inverted cross
