Chiasm

Crawl into the chamber
Smell the death
Eyes gray and brainless
The smokey cold to fix you
Slice after precious slice
I watch you fall apart
I watch you fall apart

Breed and die...
I've seen the dead...
Breed and die...

Frozen pieces
Flopping to cold steel
Your flesh melting on my hands
Discarded sections on glass
I can see them dying
Crawling crawling crawling for life

Breed and die...