Long-Pig Chef And The Hairless Goat

Long-Pig Chef And The Hairless Goat Lyrics

Cornered long-pig at the edge of the corral
Ascending heart rate makes for succulent portions
Capillary beds fill to the point of explosion
In an orgasmic decapitation of human cattle

De-boned and skinned
Preparation shall now begin
On the menu a hairless goat
In green mucus pesto your pieces float
Garnishing the platter
Cerebral pieces of grey matter
Soup bowl-an unspent bladder
A choice dish within the splatter
Human adipose to make you fatter
Breaded tendons dipped in batter
Cessation of your life?
Long-pig-culinary cadaver

Your destiny-a quiche of human giblets
Na飗e you die
-meat to cleaver-manveal breeder-
gratuitous overflow from the jugular
buckets of blood
-sanguine bleeder-compost eater-
into bloodmeal-you're left to putrify
whet appetite
the realization that you are simply flesh is now fatally apparent?
Your funeral was a buffett.
A delightful blend of your decay
A menu made of your obituary
My complements to the chef?