Scouring the morgue for the grossly obese.
Find the chamber where they keep the frozen meat.
Slabs full of numerous bodies to feast upon.
I must get them to gorge on what's inside.
Stuffing my face...
With their intestines...
Filling... my guts... with theirs.
Gluttonizing all their organs,
I rape the flesh of the deceased.
Fixated with the taste of this seepage,
That leaks from my mouth,
Stomach full of human intestines,
I have no room for more,
Packing up what's left of the fat f**ers guts,
Filling large containers to add to my stock,
Freezers at my home are restocked every year,
With gluttonous portions of intestinal waste.