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

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