The job is almost done
We take off for home tomorrow
I’m sure you'll be pleased
To be leaving this shitty planet
In the meantime l must impress
Upon you the importance
Of remaining in human form
No matter how awkward, uncomfortable
And ugly it makes you feel
We are so close to success
That we must take no chances
Unless we can present samples
Isn’t it amazing how you can fit?
A whole town of humans
Into a few card of board boxes,
If you slice off the fat?
The Mass Slaughter Permits
Within a year the giant mincer
Will descend from the sky...
The noddy-burger machine!
We'll bring out a whole line...
Of Homo sapiens low-calorie delicacies...
Juicy raw rump...
Brains soaked in lemon juice...
Spinal fluid sauce...
Assorted organ stew...
Sapiens burgers...
And chewy homo nuggets
supported by 4 fans who also own “Homo Sapiens Low-calories Delicacies”
Powering through this wild locomotive blows off steam billowing wretched plumes of coagulated riffs, to brake at the crossroads. Trenching the placid molds out against rays awaiting the exposed vitals! None survived!! Supa88
The Portland death metal band honors the decades-old relationship between underground metal and independent horror. Bandcamp Album of the Day Aug 18, 2023