Mutilated... are the bones Decaying... is the flesh Horrible... is the view Emotions... are bizarre The stench is unbearable But the hunger is stronger Eating her skin, licking her cold pussy Guts are now torn apart Her entrails are swallowed The tongue yet digested Once she was pretty and filled with life Now she's slayed and cooked The cannibals are hungry More butchering will follow Maybe you'll be their next dinner Or do you make those dinners? Mutilated... are the bones Decaying... is the flesh Horrible... is the view Emotions... are bizarre