Pulped

Aptly deboned
Skinned and drained of life
Final moments, drawing near
In the bailer, they will die
Threshing through the carnage
Nobody will survive
Two-ton press with human slop inside
Emptying the contents
Vessel filled with waste
Blended goop of body parts
Juiced and turned to paste
Extraction of their liquids
Unable to be saved
Reduced into a clog within the drain
Pulped
Hunted down and harvested
Pulped
Straining bones and tattered flesh
Pulped
Expelling fluids on the floor
Pulped
Mangled innards spewing forth
Blending them whole
Their bodies intertwined
Grinding bones, ripping death
Relinquishment of life
Shredded humans knotted
Wrenching pain defined
Mashed into a fucking sludge, they die
Ending their woes
Vitals liquidized
Serrated blade, exposing brains
Destroying what's inside
Leaking from the pressure
Pressed and then refined
Transmogrifying bodies into slime
Pulped
Hunted down and harvested
Pulped
Straining bones and tattered flesh
Pulped
Expelling fluids on the floor
Pulped
Mangled innards spewing forth
Crushed up bodies forming a mound
Lifeless in a pool of internal organs
Massacred completely with lethal pressure
Concentrated matter seeps through the bailer
Pulp spills all over the ground
Smashed beyond the point of resuscitation
Coagulated specimen bound together
Bonded fetid remnants amalgamated