Serialistic - Thriving on my lust to kill A half gnashed torso skulpted at my will Blood is pumping as I retract the cleaver Necrotic fungus, man has found its redeemer
Enter into the realm of gore Parisitic I feed on you worms Where love is cancer and apathy is bliss I - am an artist of coital bile Forcing my ways into flesh with desire Incinerations of those who stand amidst More bodies for me to roast and grind...
Voluptiosly I trampled, rendered to snot Savagely I lacerate, grinding your fucking face
Aroused by the pile of chunks I must satisfie my needs The gasping wounds are grasping Around my flesh impaling cock Upon your cadaver I piss...