The Wakedead Gathering the hand the eye the tongue the heart

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The walls painted so vermillion
Customs splattered all about
Decadent interior, velvet seats
Appearances not as they seem
A sacrifice made willingly
The taste made all the sweeter
Dragged across salient streams of skewers
Brought before the butcher's blades
The Hand
Cut deep
Cut deep
Cut to the bone
The Eye
Cut deep
Cut deep
Cut to the bone
Face down waiting for the tissue to be spread
Starting with the hands, working slowly towards the head
Gouging out the eyes so further torment can't be seen
Removal of the tongue prevents the irritating screams
No more than seconds but aeons from the start
The final grim performance: extraction of the heart
Favorite parts obtained the body piled on gore
Observing all the carnage from a new, exotic form
The Tongue
The Heart

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