Destined for Dogmeat - Torture Rack

Trap you on my property

I got hungry mouths to feed

You’re destined for dog meat

Hooks rip through your thighs

Hung, beat, tenderized

You will meet a cruel demise

Opening the steel door

Hear the snarling from the dark

Smell the stench of prior feedings

Rabid jaws of death… revealed

Fangs tearing off your meat

Bone-crunching canine feast

Hanging, shredded into gore

Head crushed, brains are leaking… out

You’re destined for dog meat