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A small village
Destined to
Live in mud
Poverty stricken and
All their items
Have been pillaged
Famine and blight
Infecting the land
Everybody's lives
Equal to a grain of sand
Until that day
When the pangs
Hit the brain
And on that day
They started to
Go insane
Why is fear of pain and death
Larger than losing
All humanity?
What's left to eat except the weak
Cooked our pets now there's no more meat
Why even try to pray to the gods
When pain has truly hit its peak
Now the time has come for no regrets
Eating our children?
Inhuman as it fucking gets
What's left to eat except the weak
Cooked our pets now there's no more meat
Why even try to pray to the gods
When pain has truly hit its peak
Now the time has come for no regrets
Eating our children?
Inhuman as it fucking gets
The shakes are getting violent
The village has grown silent
I can't stop the urge to eat
Tearing into skin with broken teeth
Man's gotta Eat
I hate this place
I hate myself
I hate the taste
I fill my bowl with human flesh
And screams of the dead
And
I cry
Over the stove
When I
Eat those I love
I hate
That I know that
Infants
Taste much better
I cry
Over the stove
When I
Eat those I love
I hate
That I know that
Infants
Taste much better
So much better