Creeping from the ground
Of my gruesome grave.
Searching for the scent of life to steal
A soul to regain
Feasting on the faces and
Picking at the decaying flesh.
Seize your head and taste your brain.
I'll strip your memories hoping
One day I'll swallow sanity.
Grazing at your insides,
Will your impurities upset me?
My animalistic rage feeds
My craving appetite for substance.
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