Lying on the table dead. Coroner. Completes his task. . Examining the wretched stiff. Suicide. The likely cause. . Behind closed doors the change. Begins.
Butchery my meat hooks sharpened to penetrate. Emasculate, gouging crotches I will eat. Hung upside down, holes punctured through half chewed. Gristle, debauchery with dead bodies, turning green.