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[Musick & Lyrixxx - Matt Harvey]Your dry throat creaks without a saliva to sputterAs your pulpy dehydrated tongue soundlessly threshesDays without sustenance spent shackled and fetteredEmaciated torso aches for the warm taste of flesh...I will make a meal of you, your hunger I`ll sateSaw off your leg at the knee to put on your dinner plateTry not to wince at the pain that you feelAs I mince up your calf to prepare your next meal...Cauterise the gargled wound to stave off the haemorrhageYou should savor the thought of your repastChoke down this bitter meal in spite of your revulsionThough how long can your source of food last?Keeping yourself alive as you`re force-fed your own fleshIf you don`t eat up, you`re truly dead meatLegs turned to stumps, bloody drinks gargled in clumpsIn this case you really are what you eat...AUTOPHAGOUS GLUTTONYCULINARY PATHOLOGYDIETARY BUTCHERYCONSUMING IMPULSEIngest your corpse to be...Quadriplegic you feed as your dinner is servedWaste not ; want not, though there`s not much to conserveSevered and severely served upon a platter of splatterAfter a while the source of the sustenance barely even matters...Now a half-eaten torso gorged to the glutPiece by piece you are fed the chicest cutsAs the dinner-bell rings your bloody chops are feverishly lickedAt the sight of your own roasted fat turned and browned on a spit...Your own meat in your mouth tastes bitter and internecineNoxious and moist, you get a taste of your own medicineGnashing, pieces of your limbs with delightDigesting your death with each grotesque bloody biteWhat`s eating you? The question seems to mootScraping chunks of your feet out of your blood-soaked sopping bootBash open bones picked clean to suckle at the marrowAs your culinary milieu of options inexorably narrows...AUTOPHAGOUS GLUTTONYCULINARY PATHOLOGYDIETARY BUTCHERYCONSUMING IMPULSEIngest your corpse to be...Feeding time comes again, the thorax falls victim to this slaughterBlood, pus and sebum replace wine, whiskey and waterSometimes survival will cost you an arm and a legYour spittle running, red with bits of reeking bloody dregs...[Lead - Mike]Masticate your own genitals, choke on your bludgeoned testiclesWith a hunger that will not be deniedThe sweetest of meats is your soft, fatty teatsThat I`ll be stuffing your face with tonightPuking up your own skin, just to devour it againIs a treat you`ll save for dessertFresh meat for your lunch, fibula cracked, drained and crunchedAs your overstuffed gullet gasps and blurts...Your crudely resected anatomy is a wretched grisly sightBut your stumps once arms just whet your appetiteNibbling at the sinews of your bloody forearms and wristsRavenously devouring your shredded survival in fleshly chunks and meaty bits...Eviscerate yourself to gnaw at your own intestinesBones from severed fingers facilitate this haphazard self-dissectionClutch at grume inside your bowels with half-eaten grubby stumpsPulling out the repugnant meal in grotesque tumescent clumps...Remaining fingers prying off your succulent gouged out gumsGnaw at your stringy cheek lining and masticate your insatiable tongueBut the pieces you ingest in carnivorous abandonFall out of the gaping that you have torn in your intestinesGnash the meat from your avulsed face in a frenzied rushNo genitals, no feet, no legs, no appendage left uncrushedHalf-eaten tongue oozes spittle down your face - your hunger undiminishedOnly when your partially devoured innards prolapse will this meal at last be finishedAUTOPHAGOUS GLUTTONYCULINARY PATHOLOGYDIETARY BUTCHERYCONSUMING IMPULSEExcrete your corpse to be...

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