Flesh

Burial awaits
A lifeless being in front of me
Reflect before devouring this catch
Wings of the dead
Dark faded eyes
I see a face that will never arise
Cold-blooded friend
Ritualistic sacrifice
Unknowingly a saviour here tonight
The sky roars in angst
Slowly to taste, I drink the fluids of the dead
Judged with leering eyes
Thinking of the kill
No matter what this flesh already died
Wings of the dead
Dark faded eyes
A ravaged flesh collector delving inside
I have waited so long
Now feast on the fluids of the dead