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WE, THE FOOD

Transformam cadaveres em poças de sangue
Um sangue de textura grossa e preta
A junção das entranhas expostas
A perfuração da pele e da carne
Tudo tão fácil de cortar e perfurar
Corpos tomados só agora uma casca oca
Um depósito de lixo que anda
E deixa seu rastro como fezes

They transform us into food
We are as cows ready to the abate

Appreciating the sweet meat
A simple junk food we are

Feeling the smell of mortis
Of the bodies that rots

We no long fear
Our end is coming near

Feeling the smell of mortis
Of the bodies that rots
Just junk food
No free of fat
Feeling the smell of mortis
Of the bodies that rots
We no long fear
Our end is coming near
Feeling the smell of mortis
Of the bodies that rots

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from Crumb​’​s Crunchy Delights Organization, released October 17, 2013

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