I guess when he said EAT ME! he really meant it. The story reminds me a little of this video.
[youtube]sJ3kVtd2CCA[/youtube]
http://herzeleid.com/en/lyrics/reise_reise/mein_teil
“Looking for a well-built 18 to 30-year-old to be slaughtered”
The Master Butcher [2]
Today I will meet a gentleman
He likes me so much he could eat me up
Soft parts and even hard ones [3]
are on the menu
Because you are what you eat
and you know what it is
It is my part – no
My part – no
There that's my part – no
My part – no
The dull blade good and proper
I'm bleeding heavily and feeling sick
Although I have to fight to stay awake
I keep eating while in convulsions
It's just so well seasoned
and so nicely flambéed
and so lovingly served on porcelain
And with it, a good wine
and gentle candlelight
Yeah I'll take my time
You've got to have some culture
Because you are what you eat
and you know what it is
It is my part – no
My part – no
Because that's my part – no
Yes it's my part – no
A cry will ascend to heaven
It will cut through hosts of angels
Feather-flesh will shriekingly fall
from the top of the clouds onto my childhood
[youtube]sJ3kVtd2CCA[/youtube]
http://herzeleid.com/en/lyrics/reise_reise/mein_teil
“Looking for a well-built 18 to 30-year-old to be slaughtered”
The Master Butcher [2]
Today I will meet a gentleman
He likes me so much he could eat me up
Soft parts and even hard ones [3]
are on the menu
Because you are what you eat
and you know what it is
It is my part – no
My part – no
There that's my part – no
My part – no
The dull blade good and proper
I'm bleeding heavily and feeling sick
Although I have to fight to stay awake
I keep eating while in convulsions
It's just so well seasoned
and so nicely flambéed
and so lovingly served on porcelain
And with it, a good wine
and gentle candlelight
Yeah I'll take my time
You've got to have some culture
Because you are what you eat
and you know what it is
It is my part – no
My part – no
Because that's my part – no
Yes it's my part – no
A cry will ascend to heaven
It will cut through hosts of angels
Feather-flesh will shriekingly fall
from the top of the clouds onto my childhood