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

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