Pungent Stench Blood, Pus And Gastric Juice
Listen to me I have a story to tell About a guy whose name I can't spell He likes blood, pus and gastric juice Of course blood too, so let him booze He is insane for a brain Laps of gut sips the fluid For the sweet he takes meat To the bone for him alone Never he is full or has enough Wouldn't dream of stop eating people though