A dark presence leaves this urge to kill Blood curdling screams, As you’re held against your will Cut into your stomach, let’s see what’s inside Ripping out your organs, And you still haven’t died Begging me to stop, but I really want more I chop off your limbs, your limbs hit the floor Your desperate pleas excite me As I slice open your head I planned on burying your body But I’ll just eat you instead This dark presence is my urge to kill Blood curdling screams, As you’re held against your will The life of all flesh is the blood... ...This really was such a beautiful death