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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...