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"Scalpel, clamps
Pull him to the ground
No innocent hands! Cvery second counts! cut!
Through his skin thick blood flows
No anaesthesia as I dig in!"
Spleen uncovered, brutally removed
So wasteful, tasteful, eaten from within
"Stitch him back up so he survives
Eating intestines to keep ourselves alive"
"Thirteen days starving to death since they bombed this place
All the roads blocked the forest stocked full of mines
No there is no escape!"
Pull him to the ground
No innocent hands! Cvery second counts! cut!
Through his skin thick blood flows
No anaesthesia as I dig in!"
Spleen uncovered, brutally removed
So wasteful, tasteful, eaten from within
"Stitch him back up so he survives
Eating intestines to keep ourselves alive"
"Thirteen days starving to death since they bombed this place
All the roads blocked the forest stocked full of mines
No there is no escape!"
Half the village died, animals fled
Plague lurking like a ticking time bomb
The stench of death
"I won't regret, doctor!
Use your craft! Now amputate my hand so I can eat!"
Forced beyond sanity they kept themselves alive
Lost all their dignity
"Forceps, clamps
Pull him to the ground
No innocent hands!
Every second counts! Cut through his skin!
Thick blood flows
No anaesthesia as I dig in!"
More of them died, putrefied, but the surgeon lived on
Fed on their organs, limbs, a blood hunger never satisfied
Soon he realized his raid of death had come to an end
No living soul left, for his hunger driven theft
Killed them all!
"But I must eat! Hust a little piece of me! Come to daddy! He must eat!"
Twenty days almost starved to death in this forsaken place
Found by soldiers who brought him back
He was safe
Comatose, little did he know what horrors slowly crawled upon him once he (a)rose
"Severe war traumas" he was told
"Mouth guard, strap
Pull him to the ground
No innocent hands! Every second counts"
He ate his own tongue
Thick blood flows
"We are losing him!", heart fails
So wasteful, tasteful, eaten from within
This blood hunger grown to be a part of him
Never satisfied, in his last moment realized, his raid of death had come to an end
"Severe war traumas" he was told
"Mouth guard, strap
Pull him to the ground
No innocent hands! Every second counts"
He ate his own tongue
Thick blood flows
"We are losing him!", heart fails
So wasteful, tasteful, eaten from within
This blood hunger grown to be a part of him
Never satisfied, in his last moment realized, his raid of death had come to an end
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