Scouring the morgue for the grossly obese. Find the chamber where they keep the frozen meat. Slabs full of numerous bodies to feast upon. I must get them to gorge on what's inside. Stuffing my face... With their intestines... Filling... my guts... with theirs. Gluttonizing all their organs, I rape the flesh of the deceased. Fixated with the taste of this seepage, That leaks from my mouth, Stomach full of human intestines, I have no room for more, Packing up what's left of the fat f**ers guts, Filling large containers to add to my stock, Freezers at my home are restocked every year, With gluttonous portions of intestinal waste.