macabre - ed gein lyrics

i'm a killer, and a gravedigger
my stew will be made out of you
i eat women, i'm a cannibal
and a necrophiliac too
i make bracelets out of bodies
and coffee drums made with flesh
organs frying in my kitchen
and the skin of your chest is my vest

ed gein - he's crazy, he's mental, he's sick
ed gein - the head of a girl in his sink
ed gein - his soup bowl is made of a skull
ed gein - your face is a trophy on the wall

i'm a fiend, i'm so morbid
that i sleep with your organs at night
and have sex with decaying bodies
to me it's such a delight
then i'll eat them in my kitchen
i will savour the mortal meal
it's delicious, i'm excited
just the thought of gives me a thrill

ed gein - he'll shoot you in the head
ed gein - then drag you home on a sled
ed gein - he'll gut you in his woodshed
ed gein - does things to your corpse people dread