Gathering of strangers
Resting Amidst
Putridly
Lying Corpses
Walk Amidst
All I have Left
Their Lives
I took
A Butchered Theft
With a Blade and hook (x2)
So dear to me, I consume
The look in their eyes, still looms
Looking for more, My city I explore
Bludgeoned
And Gutted
Nothing Left, After Her Untimely Death
The look in her eyes still scream
Even after her last breath
This Gathering Of Strangers
Where She Now Resides
This Encroaching Bloat
Chewing on her throat