Mutilated... are the bones

Decaying... is the flesh

Horrible... is the view

Emotions... are bizarre



The stench is unbearable

But the hunger is stronger

Eating her skin, licking her cold pussy

Guts are now torn apart



Her entrails are swallowed

The tongue yet digested

Once she was pretty and filled with life

Now she's slayed and cooked



The cannibals are hungry

More butchering will follow

Maybe you'll be their next dinner

Or do you make those dinners?



Mutilated... are the bones

Decaying... is the flesh

Horrible... is the view

Emotions... are bizarre