Commercial:

“Welcome to my nest
I only serve the best to my guest
You should come here if you’re stressed for a rest
Visit me and taste the orphan stew

All have confessed
That they were impressed with the best
Meal they could possibly test and digest
Visit me and taste the orphan stew”

Such good stew!
The best stew!
How is it made?
Listen, be amazed!

Recipe:

“Capture some orphans and

Take them out of their clothes
Chain them to the ceiling and then skin them from their heads down to their toes
Open up the stomach and take out their guts and bones
Let them hang to dry
Then come back tomorrow to check out if they’re somehow still alive
Cut their flesh in tiny pieces with a sharpened knife

Toss it all in giant pot
Add a little bit of flavor through pepper
And put some cabbage from the cabbager

Put in water that is hot
Add a little bit of salt and potatoes
Add more cabbage from the cabbager
Let it simmer for one hour or more

[Commercial:]

Così buono stufato!
Il miglior stufato!
Feel the stufato!
Be the stufato!

Ten small kids arrive hungry
Their orphanage has a bargain with me
Each weekend they get a chance
To eat food and I’m played in advance

Out of the kitchen I arrive
They think I’ll serve them, but they will die
With me I bring tools for murder
Instead of a tasty cheeseburger

Horrified faces
Notice my chains
They swiftly scatter
They’re using their brains

But malnourished bodies
Are holding them back
I use my spinning
Chain attack

Outside parks a car
While these mutilated kids are crawling everywhere inside my bar
If someone tries to enter they will not get very far
Indoor steps a “man”
Wearing AA t-shirt claiming to me that he has a better band
It is time for this poser to meet his very end

I take a kid by its leg
Hurl it in the air for few seconds maximum
Then I launch it at his head

I grab two more in each hand
As flail I will use them to maim my enemy
I smash him till his bones bend

I drag him into my cellar
There he’ll stay for later use
I come back and all are gone
They have eaten each other
To avoid the abuse

But there’s one girl still alive

Killing Machine: “What is your name sweet child?”
The girl: “Emily”.