I hail the day when the dead outnumbers the mortals the more i slay, the closer dread a deadly grip around their lives remember how, you’d noticed me dark figure in the shadow approached you in the silent night i clench my hands around your neck
Approached in the shadows
The strain of flatliners provoking me As my razor cuts him deep and slowly Temples screwed tight, eyeballs bulging out Torture device attached to his eyes
Approached in the shadows
In utter obfuscation, denuded Your supplications fall on deaf ears Fuckin’ bitch you scream like a pig
A prerequisite for lobotomy A brain down the drain, anesthesia free Teeth hammered back into the bleeding gums A pain’s too vast and your heartbeating stops
I stabbed you in the throat with my shovel Beheaded you fell into the moat Neglected, forgotten, join the strain of flatliners
I drink from her skull, the blood of her child While her husband hang skinned and defiled Dumped at the graveyard, tortured to death Pieces of human unearthed to decay Another one found half decomposed The severed head was sat atop cross Entrails lay in circle, around the gravesite The waist disemboweled with victim’s own arms The strain of flatliners, their screams went unheard Every single one got what he deserved Every bone mauled, her body rolled Filed as john doe, the murder’s unsolved.