A Desire to feed on all things To the top of the food chain arise We shall bite the hand that feeds us Taste the blood of the wound Bottom feeders ascend Snatch the food from their hands Leave them nothing to fend Raccoons are now in command You cannot eat these things? Well that means more for me I will survive My species thrives on eating anything You cannot eat these things? Well that means more for me I will survive My species thrives on eating anything The Food chain is broken I'm Completely starving Forage for berries Or something I'm starving I'm searching I'm hungry I'm searching, there's nothing Ooh what's this I've found Some kind of carcass And it smells just foul Maggot ridden, Festering, somewhat turning brown Could it be a rodent? Objectively malodorous I need a taste of it I scoop a chunk and Slurp it up, the semi-liquid bliss I feel it writhing as it's Making its way down my throat The highlight of my night is When I'm choking on the bloat As we maul the hand that feeds us Scavenger I am no more When we bit the Hand that fed us The entire system collapsed There is only one food group for me I must consume everything that I see No Discretion for the the scraps I ingest Food makes me beside myself OMNIVOROUS