Death - Primitive Ways lyrics

Leading a life which one might call insane

Bathe in blood of the one you killed

Slaughter to survive, your needs are fulfilled

Using horrid waste

Some of them will taste

Removing deadly disease

With such primitive ease

Cannibals practising the art of butchery

Emotions don't exist, pain you can't resist

Primitive ways

Conducting ceremonies to meet the ancient ones

While having an outer body experience

Celebrate the kill of the day

Then walk among the guts of the fallen prey

Using horrid waste

Some of them will taste

Removing deadly disease

With such primitive ease

Cannibals practising the art of butchery

Emotions don't exist, pain you can't resist