an obscene scene of maimed body's and gore rotting corpses on my floor stench and reek of perishing flesh fills my nose jerking of on the dead while i cut of their rotting head everybody's dead, no screaming, no moaning, no blood flov no fresh intestens around my neck i pop an eye out of his socked chewing on the foul meat, puss sporting out it lands on my sheet next to a pile of chopped off feet looking around, there on the door is hanging a carved up... mutilated whore she's already green with mypets the larves of dead crawling out of her neck disembowelled and hacked walking around in my tomb i may not be well in the head but an erection is what i get sledge... slod... puss... and gore...