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Let me tell you a little storyAbout a mommy and her sonShe always looked down on himBut listen how it's going on.He always sneaked out at night down the hill to the road of fast deathLooking for the flesh he enjoyed as much as nothing else Smashed animals ripped apart on the on the bloody, red asphaltHis weapons were his knife and fork, his fellowship were lust and hungerWhen he had his midnight dinner one night in the full moons shineNaked, crushing bones with his jaw and licking up the blood from the groundDown the hill came his mother and screamed, she could not believe what she had foundOver and over she shouted at him an then she told him not to eat road killThose shouts where always there when he sneaked down to his road of pleasureHe couldn't enjoy his meals anymore and so he felt even more obscureHis passion, his identity, his mommy didn't support themHe felt like ripped apart between love and hate, he felt like a problemBut tears where filling his eyes every time he chewed these victims of speedKnowing that he was wrong but still he had to satisfy his need Don't eat . Road KillDon't eat . Road Kill but it tastes like heaven.SongtexteDon't eat . Road KillDon't eat . Road KillBut it tastes like heaven!One night he found the biggest meal he ever had on this road It took him till the morning to finish all the flesh and bonesHe nearly couldn't get back up the hill to his homeBut when he did he realized his mommy has gone missingFear filled his eyes cause he recognized the hair he picked out of his meal that was too big to be an animal3 days when hunger drove him down the hill againAnd he chose his big last supperHe was caught in two shining eyes of a carAnd then there was darkness Aus Songtexte Mania