I'll tear you open,
and laugh at the sight.
As I feast on your innards
with fork and with spoon.
I cry out with hunger,
I scream with delight.
As I howl in the night
to the light of the moon.
You beg me for mercy,
but I give you none.
You're a sight that I pity
as I see you swoon.
My body is twitching,
the night has begun.
As I bask and I wade
in the light of the moon. |