Hooker cooker

Drooling twitching psychopath
looking in the mirror enraged with disgust
filled with rage I lust for blood
hatres for myself drives me into homicide
kill them first then eat the bitch
shaft swollen just about to hurst through the skin
on my hunt to find some cunt.

Snatch a bitch fast before she knew what hit her
any whore will do she's gonna die anyhow
blood is on my fist, beaten 'til you piss swell your fuckin eyes shut
disease-spreading little slut
don't worry you fuckin whore I'm not gonna rape you
I want that little pussy sizzling in olive oil
delightful little treat of sweet pussy meat.

Drag you out into the woods
a little camp hidden in the middle of the forest
a sharpened spit waits just for you
force one end up in your ass
slides nice and easy once it gets started
throught the guts and out the mouth
still alive as I pull you next to the fire
one end at a time up on the rotisserie
your skin starts to smell, burn your outer shell
cooking you alive makes my cock start to swell
turn the spit so you don't burn on one side
cut off your lips so they can be
fried, juicy inside, crispy outside.

The skillet sizzles as I toss the shaven pussy lips in oil
clitoris broil, labia boil, cover it with cooking foil.

Back to the bitch on the stick
I'm hungry and I want my dinner
I like em how I like my steaks
warm and pink in the center
I reach over and grab my knife
and give a slice to the thigh
I've cooked another to perfection
it always gives me an erection.

The lips are finally done
I place them on my plate
and add them to my cut of meat
now I feast on hooker steak.

Whores are what I eat
salty human meat
took her just to cook her
I'm the fucking hooker cooker.