U. D. O. - Ride The Storm lyrics

The pain of being dead, a suffering you would not believe

A half-life dwelt in hell, no mortal mind could ever conceive

Victims of a power outside of any human control

Abhorrent flesh is now a prison to my suffering soul

A sickening twist of science seals your fate

Your neuron juice can ease my pain

I can't endure the pain of being dead

Unless I eat your fucking head

Eat your head

Only the taste of brains can ease the pain