Bag of Meat - Human Filleted

An act of revenge, to torture but not to kill

Leave you alive to suffer, a formless crippled sack

Sucking life through a tube

Fitting punishment, for a human waste

In the basement, no one to see or hear

Your screams of anguish

Tied to a post, secure and strapped

As I begin to work on you with hammer and chisel

To crush and splinter bones

Leave you shapeless and broken

From your toes upward, pounding each into dust

Leaving your skin intact, to hold the mush within

Kept living and awake

So you feel every blow that I deliver

The agony of shattered limbs

Eyes wide open to shrick in pain

To feel you hips crush under

The weight of my sledge hammer

Never to walk again, taking chisels to your spine

Each vertebrae a delicate task

To split and sever from the nerve

Leave decimated and without function

Never to fuck of feel again