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Dozen Of Dismembered TorsosBloodied, torn and twistedsevere mutilation us onto the mortuary slab dozen of dismembered torsos buried six feet under exhumed, consume to exhume I devour the pediculous corpse dead, corpse, deceased I'm proud, I am necrophagia rotting corpses I munch dismembered torsos are my lunch on bones I love to crunch slavering to the pungent stench |