Necrolust
My life full of savage pleasure -
Severe suffocation to satiate my being
Cut their heads, and eat the dead
I lead the full life of human.
First I wait for the night,
Expecting for every extinguished light
Then I take my hand knife,
Knuckles to end the strife
To hit ferally in the temple
And leave the pelvis cramped
Infernal desecrations
On the body still pulsing with life
Methodically I make incisions
Methodically I rip the eyes
The crust of bones and liquid flesh.
A joy and laughter adversary to screams.
Mangled child, victim one hundred
I start to split his chest in four,
Beginning from neck,
a kick in a side,
Blood flows from the wound,
The noise is most unbearable,
I hit with knuckles again
where must be eyes -
And when he dies I'm still unsatisfied,
My left hand aches, but I don't feel the bruise,
Rape the body via tracheata ways
And leave it there - unburied and loose.
