hung and bled
cannibal corpse
trying to conceal his murders the
cleaning up the blood's a problem he
corpses are suspended by their feet
swaying dripping bloody piece of meat
fastened to the ceiling leaking gore
splashing down to the floor
congealing fluids fester the stench
licks the surface of his dungeon
rancid feast live on death
corpses dangle lifeless gray and cold
rotting flesh the meat hooks lose their
stenching body falls onto the ground
bones and flesh form a mound
sanguinary killer will not stop
hanging dead replacing those that drop
blood he drinks like wine their flesh
his bread in his maw dripping red
oozing blood the butcher's victims
stalactites made of flesh
the butcher he lost control
owner and property change their roles
constantly feeding the gluttonous room
he once ruled the chamber
corpses are suspended by their feet
swaying dripping bloody piece of meat
fastened to the ceiling leaking gore
splashing down to the floor
corpses he suspended turning pale
all the blood drained into his grail
fastened to the ceiling dry and dead
fluids of life have been shed