Skin Milk

Ear to ear I hull off your face
Leave the body in my special place
Cut too deep and hit the bone
Another waste of time i moan
Salvage what I can and burn the rest
A mask of your face goes in the press
Ferment your excrement, I crush your skull
Chop off the top, I make my bowl
The next day I awake to my cereal
Top it off with your skin milk, ethereal
Skin milk, epidermal filth
Smiling, for my next kill
Why are cows the only ones
With open pastures to graze
My source of calcium smiles at me everyday