Two of us gather, 5 hours to Midnight, The witching hour of hunger. Waiting and waiting for this time, to satisfy our strong desire! Sticky rice with chilli and spice, mince the pork so yummy and nice! Angus Beef, I want a thousand slice! Slaughter the lamb, ritual Sacrifice, Argh!
Inside my mouth, you will feel the grind. It is too late, there’s no way to hide. Early death for your reincarnation. There is no use for praying, you have no religion! Feeling the heat in the burning lava, As you slowly disintegrate... Swim for your life getting out of there, But you’ll end up in my guts instead! Two wooden sticks, picking up your body, Lifeless and still, but you’re hot and tasty. Soaking you in a pool of black, Where is your soul and your dead comrades’? Gratify our hunger, is what you’re born to do. It could worse, you could be locked up in a zoo. Horses Neigh and a cow does MOO. Maybe next time, we will try some kangaroo!
Creatures of the sea, you will not be spared! Your ability to swim doesn’t get you anywhere. Resign to fate, you are about to Die! I will be swift and quick, this is not a lie!
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