I ingest it raw, or fried in a pan
Cooked to a soup, in the stomach it will land
Man-eater
Keeping you alive while I watch you bleed
Man-eater
Having no shame in eating the dead
Man-eater
In my eyes you are nothing but food
The blood tastes like iron, the meat a bit like chicken
All shapes and colors are my favorite
Cruel and barbaric, though I feel normal
And I'm an anthropophagist or just a cannibal