Troughs of congealed fat
Wrought from a sea of human bodies
Boiling over, oh leaking nightmare
Scalding, frothing, writhing in dismay
So sweet, so sweet, oh so sweet
Organs float, rising to the top
Cook on all sides, cook for centuries
The smell, the smell
Pervades the universe
The screams
The screams
Molesting what sanity remains
Carried by the whim of the gods
Processed like animals
Like the animals they are
Slaughtered in a ballet of blades
In a merry go round of saws
In the ocean of agony
Shredded, mashed, gutted, split
Those who remain can hear the end
The end approaching, roaring, droning
Unstoppable, irreversible destiny
Barrelling down on lesser beings
The superiors yearn for produce
For a galaxy of flesh
For a solar system of bone
And what they want
They take, they take
And the ensuing wailing
They dance to slowly
