Chew

I'll cut you into little pieces, push you down underground. I'll let maggots feast on you, just to see broken flesh. I'm glad you understand my twisted self, and you take part of my daily bread. I'm going to hang you from the highest star in the heavens, burning your laughter from your lungs. I'd be joyful, emotionless, wreckage not even God Himself can undo. Underground the maggots chew and chew, hey girl there I see you.