ed gein lyrics – macabre

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 his wall

i’m a fiend, i’m so morbid
that i sleep with your organs at night
and have s*x 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

/ macabre lyrics