No one will know them.
The way I did.
All their secrets and fears,
Offered at a whim.
Closer than lovers,
How I knew their flesh.
All my carnal pleasures,
They begged to quench.
My temptation is their meat.
The flavor my muse.
An inspiration for your doom.
Cleaves and blades,
Bloodstained and sharp.
Hacking and slicing, Anticipating the feast.
It can never end
As long as we live, as long as we hunger.
Sometimes they struggled, and fought for their life.
Sometimes instinct simply put out that light.
Imagine your family, stacks of chops and steak.
Imagine their thoughts, when they realized this was their fate.