Once he watched the world through dark and dreaded eyes, Vigorous, impulsive and adulterated blood taking various lives. In blue forest the silent is creeping up the spine, The trembling lips, fingertips, and canines are making him a divine. Smell of the buried corpse are left long untouched in winter, Unaware, these majestic cold winds will erect the inside hunter. Cutting the limbs and the hinds, the omnivore with a heart as coal, Eating the happiness and a small little soul. The melodious waves that ripples the body's shore, are painting the cannibal's canvas with blood for interest and more. The thirst for flesh has made him blind, With the deepest condolences, the river is dry and can't irrigate the devil's mind. Strange breed, a mutant, who eats the bones and flesh without using a dentrifice, Thoughts on a voyage, bare foot and walks in a remorse paradise. After all, his craving is for fresh meat, triggers th...