Cannibalistic cravings I enjoy dining upon the
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flesh to the living or deceased.
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I drool at the throught of soft fleshy organs,
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prepared or raw to become my feast,
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I consume innards, chase them down with blood
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swallowing mouthfuls of the nauseating swill,
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Sauteed lungs, barbecued stomachs, cooked
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and raw organs,
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I'll eat my fill,
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GOBBLING GUTS, INTESTINAL FORTITUDE
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GOBBLING GUTS DINE UPON ORGANS
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GOBBLING GUTS DISEMBOWEL THE
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ABDOMEN
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GOBBLING GUTS EAT THE FETAL EMBRYO
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GOBBLING GUTS BAPTIZED IN THE
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PANCREAS
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GOBBLING GUTS SHOWER IN EXCREMENT
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On the stiffs I dish out the entrails and
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prepare to enjoy a delicious corpse feast,
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to be uncouth is usually accepted, I chew the
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bones clean like a beast,
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Intestines I find are hard to chew through, a tug of
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war as I pull, stretch, and gnaw,
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Digestive juices somewhat scald my palate, blood,
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gore, viscera, salivate down my maw.
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[repeat chorus]
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Now I gobble your purulent fucking guts
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Fresh warm eyeballs are a delicacy, I pluck them
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out, and then hastily chomp,
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Sally to the taste, but sometimes sour, I cause
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them to burst with a stomp,
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Undissected abdomens are cornucopia, sickly
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munching on a cadaveric platter,
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My macabre appetite makes meals from men,
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gobbling deceased organs and splatter.
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Gobbling Guts
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Broken Hope |