Rotted Meat

Pus is oozing out of you
As I pull away the skin
Make a hole inside of you
And tear out what's within

Slicing through your tissue
Lust for rotted flesh
I love to gnaw on maggots
That dwell within the death

The body a pile of pus dwelling maggots
That bread beneath the skin
Stick my hands inside the stomach
And tear out what's within
Ram my axe into the skull
This sight drives me insane
When I'm done with the piss filled kidneys
I'll start on the rotted brain

Carve the eyeballs out
Out the rotted head
Blood is spurting from
The leaking head
Gutted flesh I chew
Chew the putrid meat
My mouth upon her cunt
That is what I love to eat