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MEAT by AUTOPSY
Let Us Feast
The smell of cooked flesh Last scent of sweet death Peeled from the bone of the kill
I sink my teeth in I tear the steaming flesh The blood runs down my throat Desecrating what was once alive
[Lead D.C]
The resistance you put up Was feeble to say the least I only wanted your sweet meat You struggled for your life You were worthless and weak
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MEAT by AUTOPSY
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