Six Feet Under

Under the darkness of the sky I search
For the rotting bodies of society.
Longing for their blood, I thirst
Craving their flesh inside of me.
Whispering voices inside of my head
Keep me company as I feed.
I open a coffin and chew on the flesh,
Blood covered maggots crawl between my teeth.
I chew and chew till all that's left is bone,
Sitting six feet under the cool wind.
I realize I'm never alone,
The voices continue to make me sin.
I crawl out the grave on this foggy night.
To find a more filling casket.
Outside, two men dressed in white
Help me into a straight jacket.
As they slowly drive me away,
I look out the fogged glass and smile.
Regurgitate blood and decaying remains,
Laughing at a scene so vile.