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Graveyard becomes cafeteria. |
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In a horrid fate, that's all too near. |
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Depletion of flora and fauna. |
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The remaining link of a dying food chain. |
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The sickening truth, |
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Is what we swallow. |
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Ironic flavor, |
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Di-gest to survive. |
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Appeasing the vast global nations. |
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With comfort food, of a carrion kind. |
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Blinded by gluttonous terror. |
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No one thinks about where they go |
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when they die. |
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Delicious decadence. |
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A hint of rye. |
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Recycled existence. |
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You taste just like chicken. |
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The ends justified and imbibed. |
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All-consuming survival. |
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Take what you want, |
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But eat what you take. |
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Raw glandular extracts intoxicate. |
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Human tissue, stripped and rendered. |
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Rich in protein, fats and triglycerides. |
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Injection molded into shapes |
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Meant to tantalize. |
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Bones crack, extraction of marrow. |
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Than crushed to paste |
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For productions of gelatins. |
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Nothing wasted, nothing discarded. |
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No regrets, your repast may be "relative". |
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(Lead: Maniac) |
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Boiling cauldrons, caustic acids. |
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Dissolvine hundreds of boneless bodies. |
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Enzymatically broken down, |
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To a nourishing broth of repungent origin. |
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Within the organ grinder. |
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Kidneys hear and lungs. |
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Coiled intestines, liver and spleen. |
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Will ensure the starving lick utensils clean. |
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(Lead: Maniac) |
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Now ponder this in-digestion. |
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As humanity eats us alive. |
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Like a ravenous cancer. |
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Consuming its host, |
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Even parasites die |
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With no sustenance left. |
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An all too human delicacy. |
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Familiar flavor, they taste like me. |
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The ends justified and imbibed. |
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All-consuming reprisal.. |
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Take what you want, |
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But eat what you take. |
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Kill to eat. |
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Eat to live. |
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Die. |
