Why can't I breathe. Still I see. Dead on the table. Try to move, I'm not able to. . They said I have died. I still feel alive. I won't believe their lies.
They think they know who I am. All they know is I love to kill. Face down, dead on the ground. Find me before another is found. . I come alive in the darkness.
Why can't I breathe. Still I see. Dead on the table. Try to move, I'm not able to. . They said I have died. I still feel alive. I won't believe their lies.
Melting thoughts of disintegration. Hitting deep her insistence. to mutilate her newborn infants. After giving birth her mind wasn't the same. Slowly slipping away, a state of mental decay.
Early hours, open road, family of five - on their way home!. Having enjoyed a day in the sun, their encounter with gore has just begun!. A homicidal fool not knowing left from right, now has the family in his sight,.
Take me back. Back to the scene. It's coming back. I remember her screams. The fear in her eye. The night she died. It left me empty. Hollow inside. .
Prepare to witness a place of gore. Of legal dissection and blood on the floor. Carved up corpses, in the corner. Sliced up by a psychotic coroner. Slice, dice, chop them up haphazardly.