Offal offered as a treat
Palate severed by chemical exposure
Cuisine of an emetic aromas
The table is set in the banquet of bastards
Abattoir waste fondles my tastebuds
Finest cuts of bowels and veins
Eyes ripped out from their sockets
Deep-fried in the mineral oil
Immaculate ingestion of inferior ingredients
Malicious malnutrition
Deranged but delicious
Full deficit of decent nutrition
We live by what they throw away
Dishes made of parts that once were
Unfit for human consumption
Groveling and twisting larvae
Snacks for the lowest of the low
Jellied joints and moldy marrow
Gall bladder used as chewing gum
Starving children and the elder
Form a line into the shelter
Handouts of rancid meals
Bloody pudding made of eels
In the dark of the night we gather for a moment of shared joy
Common misery unites us as we dine in the shacks we live in
Somewhere upon us the warm lights illuminate their tables
Where they smear the tablecloth with expensive wine
Their luxury and their comfort
Are provided by our misery
As they enjoy their nicest moments
We keep the engines running
Living in the hazardous conditions
We risk our lives for their fun
And the scraps that fall into sewers
Are the delight for our kind
Unwelcome guests break through bars
Up the street into the yard
Shattering glass stops the fun
Bloody vengeance has begun
Screams and sound of breaking plates
Stabbing, ripping, smashing heads
Slit their guts into the pot
Vendetta of those left to rot
Come to the table the dinner is served!