Bloodied, torn and twisted Severe mutilation us Onto the mortuary slab Dozen of dismembered torsos Buried six feet under Exhumed, consume to exhume I devour the pediculous corpse Dead, corpse, deceased I'm proud, I am necrophagia Rotting corpses I munch Dismembered torsos are my lunch On bones I love to crunch Slavering to the pungent stench