Bone Grinder - Hackneyed

By my blood

The whole day made me bored

My marplot was my neighbor

His red flesh was largely pored

Bones visible after an hour

It is the sound

The sound of grind

That makes me hound

Which crashes my mind

Sound which crashes my mind

The next one was a shaven pate

His meat delicate and lush

I got disgusted by his hate

His little brain was only mush

It is the sound

The sound of grind

That makes me hound

Which crashes my mind

Sound which crashes my mind

I still hear the screams at night

The dark sight of might

Now is the time that busts my mind

Makes me deaf, makes me blind

No escape from acid screams

If hope fails — Death Prevails

Death Prevails