Dissection

We must prepare them for the ritual
We want to learn from the inside out. Begin!
Sharpened talons are like razors
Against this fleshy human skin
Peeled piece from piece apart
And thrown into a plastic bin
Exposing muscle tissue
Organs are still pumping
Drain them with the syringe
Taste the liquid that it brings
The crimson splatter rains above
And drained into the grates below
The blood flows through the veins of the ship
Feeding absorbing and growing
Hunger unmatched
Eraser of worlds