Gobbling Guts

Broken Hope

Cannibalistic cravings I enjoy dining upon the

flesh to the living or deceased.

I drool at the throught of soft fleshy organs,

prepared or raw to become my feast,

I consume innards, chase them down with blood

swallowing mouthfuls of the nauseating swill,

Sauteed lungs, barbecued stomachs, cooked

and raw organs,

I'll eat my fill,



GOBBLING GUTS, INTESTINAL FORTITUDE

GOBBLING GUTS DINE UPON ORGANS

GOBBLING GUTS DISEMBOWEL THE

ABDOMEN

GOBBLING GUTS EAT THE FETAL EMBRYO

GOBBLING GUTS BAPTIZED IN THE

PANCREAS

GOBBLING GUTS SHOWER IN EXCREMENT



On the stiffs I dish out the entrails and

prepare to enjoy a delicious corpse feast,

to be uncouth is usually accepted, I chew the

bones clean like a beast,

Intestines I find are hard to chew through, a tug of

war as I pull, stretch, and gnaw,

Digestive juices somewhat scald my palate, blood,

gore, viscera, salivate down my maw.



[repeat chorus]



Now I gobble your purulent fucking guts



Fresh warm eyeballs are a delicacy, I pluck them

out, and then hastily chomp,

Sally to the taste, but sometimes sour, I cause

them to burst with a stomp,

Undissected abdomens are cornucopia, sickly

munching on a cadaveric platter,

My macabre appetite makes meals from men,

gobbling deceased organs and splatter.