Текст песни Verminous Mind - Секрет Моего Рецепта

The sweet taste of my dishes
Like everyone, attracts people.
If you knew what your mouth would swallow,
That in his coffin would be tear all guts.

My mechanism will do a great slaughter
What turns meat into a bloody daub.
So wants to turn around, tear on knives,
That's why it is meat - everything is in my hands.

Everybody wanna know a secret
But no one will find the answer.
I love my work.
How can a pathologist open a rotten one,
No one needs a corpse ?!
Much nicer to see at the blood table
Cutting fresh carcass, fending off with a knife.
And the smell of fresh blood comes from my hands
I destroy meat for my delicious dishes.

Naked hanging in the kitchen hook
The pulp is gone tomorrow.
In search of a long knife
A shadow is scouring the city.

How much meat roams around just like that.
Taste the sacrifice, my cleaver.
I don't need rot, hunched old women
Inflamed meat of fetid whores.

Escape does not save the victim from the knife.
Breakfast will be everything - profit for me.

The sweet taste of the dishes will attract people.

Get drunk on my art by a hungry consumer
Not knowing that you are eating the afterlife.
All the secrets of my kitchen will be taken by my son.
The secret of my recipes is the blonde in the color of strength.