Gholū

[Verse 1] One more rind for the Gholü skinner One more carcass for a demonic dinner Have a taste of that Have a taste of that black stew One last bite full of shake and shiver [Verse 2] One more gasp from a beaten bleeder One more meal stored in my freezer Take a lump of that Take a whiff of that then chew One last gulp of the beast that quivers [Verse 3] One more blast from the finger on the trigger One more wound for the feral grave digger Take a swing at that Have a swipe at that, fuck you One last time down the blood red river [Verse 4] One more rind for the Gholü skinner One more carcass for a demonic dinner Have a taste of that Have a taste of that black stew One last bite full of shake and shiver