My name is Mr. Ing.Rowing, I live in Budweis city

Total fan of underground grindcore, death, g.o.r.e., thrash

As a child I suffered from habitual constipation

First time I saw you live oh, it changed my life

Peristaltic waves absorb your music - new medical cure

Response was rapid my heroes - eternal diarrhoea

My damaged brain is ready for a perverse idea

You'll be part of my life - for a while - forever

I've organized party we drink, smoke like the bеasts

Last course for them werе sleeping pills

I'm ready for my blood feast

Don't worry they felt nothing, death was pleasant and painless

I killed my musical heroes to get rid of my illness

Biggest surprise for me was well-fed bass Eddie

My loved freezer is bursting at the seams full of fragnant flesh

All parts of your corpses means game trophies for me

What I can I'll eat remains of your bodies will decorate my flat

I'm your fan, love to eat you

I'm your fan, to the core

Peristaltica - now I'm feeling well

Peristaltica - place where heroes swing and dwell

My next station - Disfigured Corpse