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