There in the black the beast's butchered body lays, slain. Cooking over a bbq, fire fueled from propane. Like roasting a pig over some large open flame. It smoulders, and savory smells start to claim Hungry hungry humans .
Theres a place people prefere to gather around Where they take chances chasing checks into the ground And the winners cheers are heard from way out of town Lots of loosers loose, but theyll come back to that sound Hungry hungry humans.
sitting in a bar, a ring wrapped round his finger Here after a long fight with his wife, he lingers His wife's call goes threw but he quiets the ringer He's Seen some sitting chick, and grabs a drink to bring her. Hungry Hungry Human
I write with wasted desires to have it all But prides power pays by causeing me to fall Onto my knees I shall go, where out comes a call I beg for some knowledge like that given to paul Hungry hungry humans
Still a work in progress. I want to give it seven stanzas. Each about a different sin.