🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Sanguine Verses (...Of Extirpation) (20+) - Aborted

 SANGUINE  (...OF EXTIRPATION)
 
 A darkened room re-opening  the stroke of twelve
 Grim cascades of light construct  blurry image
 The  opens serving up a putrid stiff
 Rusted tools  serve up the carnal plat du jour
 
  up the stove, my banquet commence
  limbs, delicatesse in extremis
 There is no taste,  human rosbeef, haute-cuisine
 
 Savouring every chunk  slides down the esophagus
 Feasting on man I survive reluctant and 
 
 Sanguine,  culinary addiction
 Just doing my part in 
 
  day, another night to rob the morgue
 Retrieving  to stew what I adore
 Exhuming  to flavour the casserole
 I'm the grand chef brewing a  brand of food
 
 Feasting in man I  reluctant and digestive
  relatives, I shove down my throat
 Feeding  hate, preying on man, cannibalism with a cause
 
 Little lumps of  - adoring the flesh I eat
 The dead no longer alone - In my belly to serve a better