LIKE A CRIMSON VEIL
AS YOUR SKIN TURNS PALE
ASPHYXIATION OF THE BODY
OUT YOUR GUTS I WRENCH
WITH THE LIFE-WARM STENCH
A DEMON-WOLF BLOOD CAKED AND HUNGRY
FEEL YOUR SINEWS SPLIT
AND THE BLOOD RUN HOT
OUT OF THE PITS IN YOUR RIPPED AND MANGLED FLESH
LUPINE TEETH TEAR IN
FERROUS-BITTER TASTE
BEHOLD THE FACE OF EVIL
I WANT YOUR BLOOD
SANGUINE THIRST ARISE
IN THESE ONYX EYES
DO YOU SEE WHAT’S NOW TO FOLLOW?
THIS, YOUR TORTURED END
AS A BROKEN FORM
OF TORN FLESH, BLOOD, GUTS, AND MARROW
BUT YOUR PAIN THROUGH DEATH
AND THE CRIES YOU GAVE
ARE NOTHING NEAR WHAT I’VE YET TO MAKE YOU FEEL
SCREAMS OF PLEADING PAIN
CUT OFF BY THE CLAWS
OF DEATH-HUNGRY-EVIL
I WANT YOUR BLOOD
BLOODY CRIMSON VEIL
VESTMENT MADE OF PAIN
EXECUTION…SO DIVINE
ECSTASY I FELT
AS I MADE YOU DIE
IN GO MY TEETH, OUT COMES THE SPINE
GORE THE FEARFUL FACE
AS IT PEELS AWAY
EXPOSING THINGS THAT THE BODY JUST CAN’T HIDE
VIVISECTIONIST
WITH OMEGA’S FIST
WRATH…SULLEN…EVIL
I WANT YOUR BLOOD
I’M GONNA RIP YOUR THROAT
SNAP THE NECK, EXPOSE THE SPINE
BITE A CHUNK OUT OF YOUR TEAR-SOAKED FACE
AS YOUR EYES FIX ONTO MINE
CAN YOU SEE ME LOOKING BACK?
MAYBE NOW YOU’LL UNDERSTAND…
THAT I AIN’T ALL BEAST,
BUT NOT QUITE MAN…
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