Lividity - Food

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Food! I’m looking for food! Nightly strolls turn me on
Looking for food
Evil tales of abbattoir, butchers of human meat
Stabbing my victims to fullfill their every need
Systematic death, mutilated gore. Bodies ripped apart
All you do is scream for more
Grab her from behind, taking my knife I slit her throat
Stick it deep, I carve away, total erect she is my prey
Taking home the silent stump, to broil and blaze for my
Fucking lunch. Clean and cut to perfect chuncks
Butchered and froze, food for a mouth. Her sweet ass I
Use for stew. Silent stump, broil and blaze. Butchered
And froze to perfect chuncks. Food for a month. Her sweet
Ass I use!