Spirits Of The Dead

Your ribcage is avulsed
 Mangled, chopped, and hewn
 Organ meats have been sundered
 And about your coffin strewn
 Latent germs deliquesce your guts
 Fermenting your simmering brine
 Upon this loathsome, steaming mass
 I'm predisposed to dine
 Dehydrated liver is quenched with grog
 In a gurgulating froth, dissolved
 In purulence ruptured, your bowel has turned septic
 Your innards are now devolved
 Intestines turn to slush
 Vitriolic mush
 Inebriating fumes, mind altering effluvium
 An intoxicating funeral binge on post-digestive chum
 Carbonated gastric stew
 Excreted, distilled, and imbibed
 A nidorous concoction fermented to proof
 The dead I tap, siphon, and grind
 (solo: "Dead Drunk" by S.C. McGrath)
 (solo: "Consumption of Inebriates and Subsequent Goggles of Alcoholic Deception" by L.d. Muerte)
 (solo: "The Siphoning of Liquescent Dead Tissue for Use in the Fermentation)
 (of Grain Alchohol, and the Consumption Thereof" by S.C. McGrath)
 (solo: "A Porcelain Visitation" by L.d. Muerte)
 Spirits of the dead
 Sip the rotting head
 Repulsively imbued
 With necro-holic brew