Hey Dylan

You son of a bitch

You dropped us in a meatgrinder

To face certain death

Meatgrinder, ehhah!

Of course I'm pissed about your cover story

Hopper didn't disappear, he was skinned alive

We could have come into this jungle more prepared

But instead we were only fed your lies

What happened to you?

You used to be someone I could trust

But you cooked up a story

And dropped the six of us

Meatgrind

Hey Dylan

You son of a bitch

You dropped us in a meatgrinder

To face certain death

(You son of a hey!)

Hey Dylan

You son of a bitch

You dropped us in a meatgrinder

To face certain death

Meatgrind, meatgrind (hahaha)

Meatgrind, meatgrind (nyahh!)

There are no politicians trapped here

Just a long string of dead bodies

It's not a war if you are being hunted

An otherworldly creature is killing everybody

What happened to you?

You used to be someone I could trust

But you cooked up a story

And dropped the six of us

Meatgrind

Hey Dylan

You son of a bitch

You dropped us in a meatgrinder

To face certain death

(You son of a arghhh!)

Hey Dylan

You son of a bitch

You dropped us in a meatgrinder

To face certain death

Meatgrind, meatgrind (nyaaaahhhhh)

Meatgrind, meatgrind

You cooked up a story

And dropped the six of us

Meatgrind