Deep fry the insolent
For they despise us
Sear their flesh with seven herbs and spices
Carcass rotting, Sweet and Savory
Twisted and crushed with tyrannical cruelty
MY STOMACH IS A GRAVEYARD
NO LIVING BEING CAN QUENCH MY BLOODTHIRST
I SWALLOW MY ENEMIES WHOLE
ESPECIALLY IF THEY’RE KENTUCKY FRIED
Sweet and savory, rotting carcass,
Twisted and crushed with cruelty
Delicious bloodmouth carnist food
Savor the skin for it is the sweetest
Nothing but meat THERE’S NO ROOM FOR LETTUCE
CHICKEN,
SALT,
GREASE FALLS
CONSUME THE FLESH
DIPPED IN GRAVY
WITH A SIDE OF FRIES
MY POULTRY WRATH IS REIGNING
MY STOMACH IS A GRAVEYARD
NO LIVING BEING CAN QUENCH MY BLOODTHIRST
I SWALLOW MY ENEMIES WHOLE
ESPECIALLY IF THEY’RE KENTUCKY FRIED
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