The Abysmal Den - Pathology

Where shall I keep the bodies

Somewhere deep inside the earth

I have a place I know to take them

It is unknown to the living man

A cavern, a den for boars

They will have a feast upon delivery

Three hundred corpses will feed the horde

I am looking forward to listening

As the boars devour the dead in delight

I will record the sounds as they eat

It makes me laugh to think about

There is almost an endless supply

That I can provide for the beast

I will call this place the abysmal den

At times I wish I were one of them

Desecrating human flesh, filling on blood

It thrills me to watch the fury

Each time I give them more

Relentless attack on each other is strange

Though the feeble minded creatures breed

And I feed them more and more