More flavour

Armed to the tooth with pointy objects and blunt instruments-
to stab and to brutalize.
Digging into the flesh of my heart with your jagged eyes
searching behind lies for the ugly truth-
as we both know uglier is tastier.
Real fresh Meat is hard to find-
I know, I can feel your jaws grind against the rind.
Your antagonisms are relentless but savory,
I'll still resist the evils of your society- lord-
far after my hair as been salted and peppered.