Chronicles Of Detruncation – Aborted

A celebration of my perverted mind – Your carrion exposed
So calculated – my apparatus gesticulate
Detruncated – your body, a sight to behold
Fueled by disgust, by childhood foretold
A mere corpus, noxious usurper of body parts
A celebration of my perverted mind – Your carrion exposed
These chronicles of detruncation
Your innards disposed

So calculated – your date has expired
Exfoliated – why don’t you stew in my brew?
Churned innards
A delicacy so refined
I am the grand chef
The orchestrated conductor of your demise

Fueled by disgust, by childhood foretold
A mere corpus, noxious usurper of body parts
Pedigreed – an untimely demise for your breed
As you stew in my pot, your insides boil and rot
A marmalade of post-human glot

Chronicles of Detruncation
Now rot – recipes of human ordure
Nothing left but your bits to consume

Chronicles of Detruncation
Now rot – recipes of human ordure
Nothing left but your bits to consume
A tasteful consumme with croutons
Your phallus a moldy goulash