Dead Meat

Dead meat,
Is what you eat.
Nothing alive,
It is not wise.
I don't know the reason,
But I know the cause.
It is rotten, it is corrupted,
And will drive a man mad.
Madness comes from eating brains,
I ain't no cannibal at late.
But eating meat I have to do,
Or certain things I can't see.
Blood is very good,
I have no Vampire mood.
But cruel some call,
What I describe at all.
My mind going ways,
With meat these days.
Demons, Ghoulies and the rest,
Outsiders are a real pest!