🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Sanguine Verses (...Of Extirpation) (20+) - Aborted

 SANGUINE VERSES (...OF 
 
 A darkened room re-opening at the stroke  twelve
 Grim cascades of light construct  blurry image
 The fridge-cage opens serving  a putrid stiff
 Rusted tools will serve up  carnal plat du jour
 
 Heat up the  my banquet commence
 Amputated  delicatesse in extremis
 There is no taste, like human  haute-cuisine
 
 Savouring every chunk  slides down the esophagus
  on man I survive reluctant and digestive
 
  my culinary addiction
 Just  my part in depopulation
 
  day, another night to rob the morgue
  chunks to stew what I adore
 Exhuming chunks to flavour  casserole
 I'm the grand chef brewing a new  of food
 
 Feasting in man I survive,  and digestive
 Your relatives,  shove down my throat
 Feeding of hate, preying  man, cannibalism with a cause
 
 Little lumps of  - adoring the flesh I eat
 The dead  longer alone - In my belly to serve a better cause