Hooker Cooker

Drooling twitching psychopath

looking in the mirror enraged with disgust

filled with rage I lust for blood

hatres for myself drives me into homicide

kill them first then eat the bitch

shaft swollen just about to hurst through the skin

on my hunt to find some cunt.

Snatch a bitch fast before she knew what hit her

any whore will do she's gonna die anyhow

blood is on my fist, beaten 'til you piss swell your fuckin eyes shut

disease-spreading little slut

don't worry you fuckin whore I'm not gonna rape you

I want that little pussy sizzling in olive oil

delightful little treat of sweet pussy meat.

Drag you out into the woods

a little camp hidden in the middle of the forest

a sharpened spit waits just for you

force one end up in your ass

slides nice and easy once it gets started

throught the guts and out the mouth

still alive as I pull you next to the fire

one end at a time up on the rotisserie

your skin starts to smell, burn your outer shell

cooking you alive makes my cock start to swell

turn the spit so you don't burn on one side

cut off your lips so they can be

fried, juicy inside, crispy outside.

The skillet sizzles as I toss the shaven pussy lips in oil

clitoris broil, labia boil, cover it with cooking foil.

Back to the bitch on the stick

I'm hungry and I want my dinner

I like em how I like my steaks

warm and pink in the center

I reach over and grab my knife

and give a slice to the thigh

I've cooked another to perfection

it always gives me an erection.

The lips are finally done

I place them on my plate

and add them to my cut of meat

now I feast on hooker steak.

Whores are what I eat

salty human meat

took her just to cook her

I'm the fucking hooker cooker.