Exhume To Consume – Carcass – letras

Grimly I dig up the turfsTo remove the corrupted stiffsTrying to contain my excitementAs I desecrate graveolent crypts…Fingers claw at coffin lidsEager festal exhumationHugging your wry, festered remainsWith post-humous joy and elation…Body snatched, freshly interredWhatever takes my fancyTo satisfy my gratuitous picaMy culinary necromancy…Scrutinised then brutalisedMy forensic inquisition is fulfiledMy recipe is now your epitaphBe it fried, boiled or grilled…I devour the pediculous corpseWhetting my palate as I exhumeThe festering stench of rotting fleshMakes me drool as I consume…Caskets I grateMy larder’s a graveI’m sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)Rotten remains I eatPurulent meatWhat a funeral feast (putrid reek)Weeping tissue is strippedPus dribbles from my lipsPulverising this pustular chaffButchering up morgue’s makes me laugh…Ulcerated flesh I munchRotting corpses are my lunchOn bones I love to crunch (on the badly decomposed)Shrivelled innards I lickThe corpse’s head I kickCrumbling shreds I pick (eat the stiffs)Rancid flesh, slaughter the deadCaskets exhumed…Corpses disinterred, graves disturbedTo consume…Bereaved relatives are not amusedAs on their dear departed I feverishly consume…Slavering worms, decomposure burnsCorrosion born, as bacteria gnawDesecrate…Precipitate….(from the muddy grave)Macerate…Eviscerate…Caskets I grateMy larder’s a graveI’m sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)Rotten remains I eatPurulent meatWhat a funeral feast (putrid reek)Saponified fats, nibbled by ratsfreshly exhumed…Deep down six feet is where I like to eat