Wendigo

Love me, follow me

Eat me, swallow me

Hate me, murder me

Leave me, bury me

A hole inside a pit, collapsing in its gravity

Filled up with flesh and shit, bouquets of dark depravity

A want that never is met, becomes a need, all hollowing

So open wide, just open wide and satisfy

We’ll never see the rapture

I’m capable of ruining myself

I need no fucking help

Before keeps coming after

Everyone, just breathe and stare

And they, like I, no longer care

There is no brain inside the head, but still it keeps on thinking

There is no soul inside the heart, but still it keeps on feeling

There is no stomach in its guts, but still it keeps on eating

There is no mouth to open wide, but still it keeps on screaming

I’ve never felt so conquered

I’m functional in self-destructive ways

Staggering through the days

There is no fucking laughter

Everyone, just breathe and stare

And they, like I, no longer care

Feel a black hole inside, no more pleasure, no more pride

Just eat, and eat, and eat, and eat, and eat till its all gone

I starve

Can’t fucking fill the hole

Deflowering, blossoming, lost all self-control

Take on the role

As all of Hell designed

And sublimate, defecate, anti-weight defined

The meat in rind

The frozen shit we shill

Tossing to, tossing fro, hope that hate will heal

Eternal zeal

Has a different goal

Combining bodies with bodies, complete the whole

Feel

My hunger rise, ten thousand times

Endless fields of forbidden meat to eat

I do my dance, I sing my song

I do not value right or wrong

I eat all flesh, I eat all bone

Devour mind and heart and home

My tongue

Running in arteries

To lick the blood, lick the wound, lick the sick disease

As I may please

But I can never stop

Hunting and herding my human crop

It never drops

The urge remains the same

Hunger lives, hunger needs, cannot be contained

Forever stained

A want that builds and builds

Until it stomps its foot on the strongest will

My cannibal inside lives

It eats to fill, it eats till emptiness

Slavering, over the dead and

I do obey

Il duce

Tu quoque

Manger pour tuer

I fear I know I will not last

Another season

Never enough to fill the void

It eats the reason

Yet I will search this world for more to take

And I will find their hiding place

And I will eat the last of humanity