The stench of rot is stagnant
In this pit of ruination
Malignant fucking parasites
Voracious human grubs
Impulsive procreators
Self obsession landed them on my table
Even in death they have no remorse for what they have done
Trauma of the psyche
Harvesting of the mind
Exotic transplantation from a separate amputation
Claiming the lives of the vile to bring me release
Putrid
Rotten
I revel in their suffering
To lie alongside the voracious
Without permission this incision grants you full admission
Surgical carnage no religion can divert precision
Unstoppable punishment in celebration of decimation
Abominations of decay
I hack I slash I shred them of their skin
Unbearable acts of heinous immorality
Dead set on vengeance
With a cure for mortality
Heaving the carcass to the hook for display
Collecting the organs to save for another day
Relapse of indecency I bring about the famine of human disease
Consuming the life of the diminished
Every last man dying to be one with the dead
Intoxicated by the aroma of glowing plasma
Sloshing through inches of fluid reeking unique miasma
Mad for the sensation
Crawling back
To the pit of ruination to exploit the next one
Convictions of violence nothing can prohibit my appetite for the enslaved
My mindset completely deranged
The embodiment of the insane
Is this the end of man
Trauma of the psyche
Harvesting of the mind
Stripped of their foundation
Extreme humiliation
Claiming the lives of the vile
Malignant fucking parasites
Voracious humans