Pětičlenná skupina extrémního thrash - death metalu založená v roce 1988 v americkém Buffalu (stát New York). Označování i nálepkou gore metal. Před albem Bleeding vystřídal Rusaye Barrett. Nedlouho předtím vyšlo EP Hammer Smashed Face,...

Píseň: The Undead Will Feast

Interpret:
Cannibal Corpse
Album:
Eaten Back To Life
Undead feast, as they tear upon your weak flesh 
Terror builds, at the thought of being dead 
Prophecy of the wisemen of old 
Now comes true, as the corpses break the soil 
Ancient spell breaks the sleep of the dead 
The dead awake, what the populace is fearing 
Panic strikes as the nations run in fear 
Oceans boil with blood of human victims 


Suicide, the only way to avoid being eaten by the undead 
Grave yards coming alive with zombies, hungry for living flesh 
Psychotic, transmutated corpses, upsuring the population 
Sickening disaster of epidemic proportions, devouring us 


Tables turn as a victim I've become now 
State of death only waiting to return 
Vital signs that show I'm dead 
This can't happen, I'm rising from my own grave 
Hunger grows not nutritional but instinctual 
Flesh becomes my only crave of this live 
Unthinking state, a state of metamorphisis 
Seeking food to keep me dead 
Degenerate, a product of man's frustration for his terror 
Insatiable hunger for mankind, building with each kill 
Seeking human victims to meet my fill 
Cannibal I've become, what's happened to my brain 


Feast on the corpse, suck out his brain 
As its fluids drip down the drain 
Chew on the bones, drink from its bladder 
The vile stench only makes me madder 


In through the mouth, out the forehead 
Brains fall out, skin turns red 
Violent surge, a spear through the skull 
Felt the urge, now my heart's full 


I crave gore, I'll eat your guts 


I love gore, blood drives me nuts 
I drink blood, I don't like water 
Intestines my cud, I feast in the slaughter 
Twist its neck, make it crack 


Suicide, the only way to avoid being eaten by the undead 
Grave yards coming alive with zombies, hungry for living flesh 
Psychotic, transmutated corpses, upsuring the population 
Sickening disaster of epidemic proportions, devouring us 
Blood I want to drink, I want to suck 
Brains I want to eat, the rest I'll chuck 
Bones into a spear, I'll carve and kill 
Hunger for the quest, I'll never fill 


I crave gore, I'll eat your guts