They live beneath the ruined city call the subways home
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anxiously wait to see the sun and a land as of yet unknown
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gone below to escape the death of the nuclear winter
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ice and darkness due penance for the sinners
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six generations 200 years later their ancestors crawl from their holes
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hungry and frightened and barely surviving they're tired of living like moles
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up on the surface a fate worse than dying meeting the end of the food chain
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teeth yielding pain
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I sense that living human beings dwell below my feet
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an important source of protein, you are what you eat
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post Armageddon, neo-barbaric, the nuclear warriors due battle
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to satiate our hunger we breed human beings as cattle
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hunting in packs ready for the attack we eat our prey raw-rabid animals
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frothing and ripping the carcass we're stripping our own yes we're cannibals
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eat or eaten beat or beaten I am on my life rest assure a predator
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broken splintered bones, boiling blood
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torn and bleeding skin
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blackened burning flesh melting fat
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amputated limbs
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eviscerated, lungs torn out
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heart ripped from the chest
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decapitated, a meal of
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vagina and breasts
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Eyes plucked from sockets, gaping holes
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through which picking brains
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phlebophilia love of blood
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life spills from the veins
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I detect the scent of prey by
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her menstruation
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you have been chosen the main course
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Congratulations!
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-Bon Appetite
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Predator
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