Torsos hang from their own intestines. Raped of all bodily extentions, stumps wreathing in a sludge. Like infection. Suffering through a Rancid amputation.
Evil people with evil minds. Slaughter their victims with ripping knives. They should be caught and put to death. Strapped to the chair, they should die there.
Suffering my only need now is to hang. the rope does swing, hanging from the darkened ceiling. Strangling, dangling from my twisted spine. I knew I would enjoy death more than life.
I was once a man before I transformed. Into this molester, freshly deceased children. You have born, torn by my rape. The dead are not safe, the lifeless child corpse.
Butchery my meat hooks sharpened to penetrate. Emasculate, gouging crotches I will eat. Hung upside down, holes punctured through half chewed. Gristle, debauchery with dead bodies, turning green.
Fingers missing from hands, ready to snap bones. And necks, pierced together from dead tissue. Body parts crudely sewn,. face is smashed to pulp drooling from an empty socket.
Rotting alive. Tearing my way through the meat. Driven to kill, my brain twitching for guts. Devoted to evil. Severed arteries gush. Hungry for the blood.
Swollen with liquid. Ready to burst. A load of my lymph. Will quench this dead bosy's thirst. One month in the grave. Twisted and half decayed. She turned a putrid yellow.
A table of the deranged, this savage brutal being. A shocking way of life living on human offspring. Murder of the innocent, his pale grey face expresionless.
Alive alone now that they've gone dead but unburied. I've seen it unfold, terrible scenes of agony. Eyes in the darkness. Echoing their madness. . The sights that have passed before them.
Wheeled in on a cart, lying dormant not dead. Hospital of immortality, butcher their patients bloody red. Taken to a dark room, fear of impeding doom.
Bleed on me, digesting the clotted scabs. Blood thirsty. Ungodly. Passing on my curse, the spell pussing gores. Of those I infect become my loyal servants.
Birth is always painful, Decaying in the womb trapped withtin this body. A bleeding human tomb gutted bitch lies dead emptied of the child. Chewing on the cords its life line to this world afterbirth is flowing.
To kill is why I live. My God gives eternal life. Slice you, I watch your blood flow. Rotten brains, I feed 'till I'm full. Pressure building, the body starts to swell.
Walking down the street, the smell of death in the air. What a rotting stench. My imagination runs wild at what it could be. Open up the can to discover a dead body.
Nude and violated I raped the life from her body. Lying dead the insects bite her pale skin. My marks of torture. Left on my daughter. Body badly beaten.
Nude and violated I raped the life from her body. Lying dead the insects bite her pale skin. My marks of torture. Left on my daughter. Body badly beaten.
I Don't Know I just took that knife. And I cut her from her neck. Down to anus. And I cut out the vagina. And I eat it. . A relapse of my body. Sends my mind into multiple seizures.
Lying there cold after a torturous death. Your life ended fast you took your last breath. Dead in a grave, your final place. The maggots infest your disfigured face.
Under the flesh. Rot my lust for decayed corpses dead bodies exhumed. . Their coldness induces me endless defilement,. re-occurring relapses, perverse with the dead, soon I will kill for myself.