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

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