Teeth Gnashing in this necrotic rictus grin I'm so hungry and this feeling never goes away Sink my teeth into your dearly departed loved ones Why did it ever have to turn out this way? I cannot control these hideous urges I feel i am compelled to dine upon the dead To taste the rancid meat of the recently deceased Feeding off the carrion cadavers rotting flesh If you should cross our path Some dark and wretched night Best take great care; such things as we demand respect we thew away our lives we threw away our futures now we have nothing left to lose we are the eaters of the dead. If you should cross our path Some dark and wretched night Best take great care; such things as we demand respect we thew away our lives we threw away our futures now we have nothing left to lose we are the eaters of the dead. If you should cross our path Some dark and wretched night Best take great care; such things as we demand respect we thew away our lives we threw away our futures now we have nothing left to lose we are the eaters of the dead.