Hacked In The Back Dumped In A Sack

The Specimen lies there on the stone
 Fluids bubbling from his nose
 Tongue protruding from his mouth
 Eyes all swollen popping out
 Slice him open across his throat
 Cut through muscle tissue and bone
 Crimson blood spills on me
 One more twist his head comes free
 Cut in pieces, sealed up in packs
 Hacked in the back and dumped in a sack
 Cutting off the rotting palms
 Wrap them up tight, put them in jars
 Score from chest to pubic bone
 Pull apart and cover your nose
 Take out the stomach kidneys & liver
 Serve up fried for a dainty dinner
 Split the diaphragm under the ribs
 Find the lungs, put your hands in
 Cut in pieces, sealed up in packs
 Hacked in the back and dumped in a sack
 Hang the body in the shed
 Using meat-hooks through the legs
 Catch the blood as it drips from the stump
 Like the others from the past
 The naked belly, full of cysts
 Smells so good, I cant resist
 I know inside this ones the best
 As I eat the rotting chest