Luyện nghe bài hát Chummified

The sport of
Hanging by and 1,000 lb. test
vs. predator
To turn these red, the sharks go berserk

They circle the
We with machetes and knives
Ambush and cut throats
Chopped up, chunks, cuts, in buckets of blood

With my machete
I the parts to summon the sharks
Lurking the jetty
In a frenzy they're circling, incisors ready

To and to munch
These things you call humans but we it lunch
smell it from miles away
I stand at the dock now a butchering

Smashing, hacking, laughing, we carry a
torsos, heads and limbs
Ground a mulch, frozen and chummified
Intestines, fresh

on the dock, reeking, cooked by the sun
So pungent, disturbing, vomiting
And mixed the chyme, this is blood
Not ashes, no mourning, no

Sharks go berserk when the blood starts to
From the stern, to the bowk, human chum is out
They never thought would be the way
eventually die

Shredded bite-sized pieces a human goresicle
Knee deep in intestines, gray soupy mixture chyme
Sloshing mobilized by waves distributing the piles
Granulized, homocide,