Gobbling Guts – Broken Hope

flesh to the living or deceased.
I drool at the throught of soft fleshy organs,
prepared or raw to become my feast,
I consume innards, chase them down with blood
swallowing mouthfuls of the nauseating swill,
Sauteed lungs, barbecued stomachs, cooked
and raw organs,
I’ll eat my fill,

Gobbling guts, intestinal fortitude
Gobbling guts dine upon organs
Gobbling guts disembowel the
Abdomen
Gobbling guts eat the fetal embryo
Gobbling guts baptized in the
Pancreas
Gobbling guts shower in excrement

On the stiffs I dish out the entrails and prepare to
enjoy a delicious corpse feast,
to be uncouth is usually accepted, I chew the
bones clean like a beast,
Intestines I find are hard to chew through, a tug of
war as I pull, stretch, and gnaw,
Digestive juices somewhat scald my palate, blood,
gore, viscera, salivate down my maw.

repeat chorus

Now I gobble your purulent fucking guts


Lyric Gobbling Guts – Broken Hope