The Menu Letra

No one can help you
Your meal half digested
Still you are molested
No tip and it’s attested
You’ve ended up on the menu

As you are tied to the desk

Inside of my basement that I’ve specially designed to make you weep
Various devices and machinery prepared and thеy were not cheap

Sеgregate the limbs from the body
Using a chainsaw I got as a birthday present
Mother knows what’s best for her boy
Gushing of blood at my face just makes me transcendent

Share with me your full life story
Key information for this torture to be vivid
Your body becomes my toy
Every good toy needs a concept to be fun

Your gaze caught by a mysterious satanic mark, a symbol on the floor
You think it’s a ritual but I don’t have a clue where it came from
40, your best years
Daughter and a son
Loyal wife and a dog
Life was a paradise

20 years grinding school
Half a life for PhD
Steady job in programing
Life was a deity

Go to church every day
Along with your family
Thank the god for your luck
Life as a fantasy

Strange path of this life
Led you to me
Now in hands of a psychopath
Unalived you’ll be

So coincidental
Fate is accidental
Future with potential
Easily destroyed
As your time is ending
To sleep you’re transcending
Your beliefs are bending
This fucking life is a fraud