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Tell me, tell me what kind of person you eat
And I will tell you who you are
Tell me, tell me what kind of person you devour
And I will tell you what kind of voraçon you are
Voracity... Greedy... Insatiable!!!!
With great bites of teeth, hatred and futile pain
You skin, you tear and you perforate without respite
The tissues of hope
The bowels of happiness
The organs of hope
The despair of seeing, of feeling one's life devoured
Chewed, swallowed, defecated ©e
The greed of a voracious being and the ardor
Of an inexhaustible drive
Voracious!!!
But there is a price to pay
On my bones, your teeth break
With my acid your soul burns
With my urine your body becomes defiled
With a certain satisfaction
I see your voracity writhing in pain, in fear
Your soul seems to want to escape, to unravel
Your body seems to be ©evacuate, eject
The foreign substance, the primary essence
Tell me what you are regurgitating
And I will tell you who you are!!!! !
Vavorious!!!