| Skinned alive and left there dangling,
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| being cured by the heat of the sun
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| Attracting flies depositing their larvae, a caviar0like garnish to
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| the dehydrated rump
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| Obsessing myself with the meat
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| Caressing the threaded striations
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| Tonguing the smeg form the nose to the feet
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| Death tastes so sweet to a gristle licker…
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| To die in love with the carcass inanimate
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| To live in lust for the fetid flesh
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| Tempted by gore for our sex to contaminate
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| Suddenly tonguing the bloody mess
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| The drip — I lick
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| Meat sheets bleed seeping, slipping in the slick
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| Gristleized reek on my breath and my teeth
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| stinking bacterial spute in the yeast
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| Gristle Licker…
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| With my newfound lust of the
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| grotesque nature of human flesh
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| I am become death — the destroyer of humans
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| With this newfound love as purveyor of human flesh
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| I am become death — the destroyer of all
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| Suck the marrow from the fatty osseous deposits
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| Tongue every membrane, lick it clean,
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| oh how I love to sheen
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| Till I can see my reflection in its sanguinous,
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| crimson pigmentation
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| Perfumed reticulocytic combustion collected by the spleen
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| Tantalizing me
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| Sodomic jugging of dead mucus secretes ejaculate upon the chest and the mouth
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| The peritoneal humors molest themselves
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| on dead erythroid cells
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| Spuring, dripping, clotting upon my skin
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| Gristle Licker…
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| With my newfound lust of the
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| grotesque nature of human flesh
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| I am become death — the destroyer of humans
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| With this newfound love as a purveyor of human flesh
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| I am become death — the destroyer of all |