Ground Human Flesh

The repugnant smell of the rotten flesh, broken bones, melted skin, blood spilling in the walls Pale and cold faces of pain brutalizeds, grounds without mercy slowly quartered The echo of their screams the memory of their lives all their horror and suffering torture me. Ground human flesh I still see the explosion of their blood I still see them shouting by the pain They are putrid flesh and the vultures eat their putrefaction And worms enter to my mouth Ground human flesh