[Odysseus]

A maggot meal, coffin cuisine
Dinner unearthed, hunger obscene
Disinterred corpse filled with decay
Aroma so sweet, taste buds will play

Nothing hits the spot like a big bowl of rot...

Pus oozes forth from it's crotch down to it's knees
The smell is just divine and it looks like cottage cheese
As I caress the rancid flesh, my mouth it starts to water
The moldy skin, my fork digs in, a most delicious slaughter

I drain a glass of tepid blood
And quaff down the foul scum
It's got a taste that I just love
I get drunk on the fermented sludge

Limbs severed with a saw, I eat the flesh raw
Cooking it would be a waste of time
Barely have to chew the coagulated goo
A nauseating mass of pungent slime

My stomach's now full of this slop and I get the urge to throw up
I puke my guts out on the floor, then I go and eat some more
A stagnant, sickening, bloated carcass, on my dinner table lies
Every time I have to eat, another human being must die