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 SANGUINE VERSES  EXTIRPATION)
 
 A darkened room re-opening at the stroke  twelve
 Grim cascades of  construct a blurry image
 The  opens serving up a putrid stiff
  tools will serve up the carnal plat du jour
 
  up the stove, my banquet commence
 Amputated limbs,  in extremis
 There is no taste, like human rosbeef, 
 
 Savouring every chunk that slides  the esophagus
 Feasting on man I survive reluctant and 
 
 Sanguine, my culinary 
  doing my part in depopulation
 
 Another day, another night to rob  morgue
 Retrieving chunks to stew what  adore
 Exhuming chunks to flavour the 
 I'm the grand chef brewing a new  of food
 
 Feasting in man  survive, reluctant and digestive
 Your relatives,  shove down my throat
 Feeding of hate, preying on man, cannibalism  a cause
 
 Little lumps of meat - adoring the flesh I 
 The  no longer alone - In my belly to serve a better cause