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Cannibal Manners
I smell your fear
I see the fire
I smell the smoke
I see you writhe
Your skin is melting
Your hair is burning
The water boils
It's slowly churning
I grab a ladle
And taste the stew
It tastes great
That's nothing new...
It's kind of cool
Your eyes are bleeding
To watch you die
My heart is beating
I see the fire
I smell the smoke
I see you writhe
Your skin is melting
Your hair is burning
The water boils
It's slowly churning
I grab a ladle
And taste the stew
It tastes great
That's nothing new...
It's kind of cool
Your eyes are bleeding
To watch you die
My heart is beating
Published 12th Mar 2014
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