Unorthodox

Quick Flashing Mirrored Image,
Piercing Through The Other Side,
Perhaps We Meet At Scrimmage,
Time To Swallow Your Pride.

And So As The Scalpel Pierces,
A Much Darker Painting Curses,
With Stronger Ruptured Faces,
The Line Is Crossed To Stages.

​Occasionally The Hand Will Touch,
To Turn The Key And Nudge,
Pushing Aside The Notions,
And Starting Again The Motions.

And Then The Scent Will Protrude,
To Show Me The Way To Food,
Where There I Will Eat The Rude.

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So You See Now I've Set The Mood,
And Now We'll End This Feud,
After All We Must Conclude,
It Isn't Polite To Intrude.

Enjoy First The Appetizer,
It's Served In A Hot Plate,
With Coal And Fire.


The Main Dish Will Be Served Alive,
Much More Tasteful,
Sweet As Honey Straight From The Hive.

For Immortality Is What You Choose To Achieve,
Then Let Me Be Brief.

Eat Up And Believe.

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So simple it is to you,
it comes natural,
why do you choose it so,
and display so masterful.

Creating art in your murderous spree,
but keeping trophies for us to see.

Staying practical in all you take,
while never satiable and so you break,
your acts are rational for our sake,
despite your cannibal nature made.

Why don't you step aside,
I'll take over,
​you can wait.

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But from afar I can see it all!
Oh snap, how far we fall.

It seems to be the tune of the day,
showing our failures to each to portray.

But I think there has to be a way to rise,
forget the past,
it's time to surprise!

Let's gather the others,
come along brothers!

Let's join together and sing,
we're not peasants,
we're kings!

Join me and let's hunt our dinner,
​my patience about just now grew thinner.

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