Deep in the woods Lies a cabin the stench Of death eminates from The very ground on which it stands A genetic inbred mutant Sits alone, hungry
But summer is coming soon And they will be here Young virgin flesh So sweet and fresh
They are here, tonight The hunt begins Unseen, watching I stalk my prey I will kill them all To quench my bloodlust A stray has wandered alone Far enough away from the camp I strike, dragging her by the hair
To my cabin, she struggles I care not, she is food Beginning to skin her, she Screams with every tear of the flesh I feast on her breast Ripping chunks Away with my teeth, Gorging until My gullet is full of flesh and blood Burying her remains Tomorrow night the hunt begins again...