Deep In The Butchery

Spurs A Concoction Of Human Innards

Sauteed And Boiled With Poultry And Swine

The Stench Is Unbearable

Twitching, Severed, Lifeless

To Be Ground Into Filler

Grade D Yet Edible

Innocent You Lie-the Stench Wont Die!

In Bloody Piles Of Swine-my God, The Stench!

Blistered And Cauterized-stench Of Burnt Flesh!

Of Bovine And Swine-and Sapien Rinds

Intestines And Fatty Tissue Swept Aside, Theres More

In Line To Die