I Eat What I Hunt

 
Succulent meat cooked just how I like it
with a drizzle of blood to pleasure my tongue
on a ceramic plate my presentation is perfect
a masterpiece of my favourite parts

I wear my mask well and proper
an expensive suit of many
my mouth speaks with elegance
I'm not ashamed of the food I eat

My profession acts as a cover for my art
a side project if you will
unbeknown to most who live
I am the unholy headlines

I hunt with precision under darkness
unveiling my true nature to bring fear
the selection process is simple for me
you must smell delicious on my plate