Retirement Home Buffet Lyrics


I open the door

Where the old farts wait to die

As I begin my ritual of gore

They gasp as I explore

The others watch as I

Tear up the decrepit flesh

His butchering was no fight

With scalpal, fork, and knife

picking apart their brains

bifocals smashed to dust

he shit his Depends as I

Tore up his shitty guts

They scream, I claw

apart their decrepit skin

Blood spilt, bones snapped

I'll eat them from within

Gorging, I feast

Can't sate my appetite

Feeding the beast

Old shits will DIE TONIGHT!!