your face is pale,
your blood is bright
bones beneath my teeth are crunching,
flesh is viably bleeding throughout.
I like the pain and gore i bring on others
people call me a sadistic individual
while i call myself a god
i deliver justice to the criminal scum
of the world whom think of themselves
too brightly compared towards the less fortunate
I am a cannibal, and i survive off your flesh,
i'll creep into your room one night
and slice off your head
i'll boil it and torment it
as long as i wish
before i feed it to my dogs and smirk.
i'll skin you alive,
from head to toe,
i'll cut off your fingers and give you
a makeover,
cuts and bruises littered across from your crisp snowy skin
i'll laugh and laugh as i chop you up
i'll gut you alive, no mercy,
you've got poor luck
you've served your time
now it's time for your last dinner tonight
in this house,
secrets are kept
mistakes are brushed under
the carpet and the truth lays low
we lie and cheat our way to flesh
we manipulate and compensate the rest
until we get your flesh.
we take little slices off your skin
hollow on the inside
rotten from skin
you'll soon see your demise
as you come face to face
with my butcher's knife
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