Entrails of my victims
hang on hooks above me
spread across the floor
the empty twosted bodies
bloodied dripping organs
add to the pool of red
meat puppets filled with cum
my fluids preserve the dead
no desire for living skin
my flesh dolls do the deed
stimulating massacre
on rotting corpse i feed
maggots fill the orafice
adding to the obscure bliss
bruised and bloodied by my fist
all this for your decayed kiss
