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MY SEWING KIT IS READY, THE NEEDLE PIERCING THE DEAD SKIN

WITH THE THREAD MADE OF HUMAN TENDON

I ACT SLOW, THERE CAN NOT BE RUSH WHEN YOU CREATE ART

TO YOU THE DEAD ARE ALL THE SAME

NO MATTER IF IT IS A WOMAN, CHILD OR MAN

BUT I CHOOSE AND COLLECT MY CRAFTING MATERIALS

REALLY CAREFULLY, EVERY PART PICKED UP GENUINELY

I CUT THE THE BLACK DECOMPOSING TISSUES

I SLICE THE CHUNKS FROM THE BLISTERING CADAVER

MY INCISIONS ARE FLAWLESS

I SEPARATE THE SKIN, THE LIMBS AND GENITALS

CAREFULLY PICKING UP THE SPOTS

TO SEW THEM LATER BACK TOGETHER

I AM GUTTING OUT THE LIFELESS TORSOS

USING THE INNARDS FOR MY HOME DECORATION

I DISSECT THE BODIES AND TURN THEM INTO

THE ABOMINABLE SCULPTURE

THE PILLAR OF DISGUST AND DISINTEGRATION

HEADS ARE SEWN TO THE BOTTOM OF THE TORSOS

FACE PARTS MUTILATED AND REPLACED BY GENITALS

EYE SOCKETS ARE REPLACED WITH ANAL SPHINCTERS

VAGINAL CAVITIES FILLED WITH EYEBALLS

TORN APART MOUTH IS STUFFED WITH CHOPPED OFF DICKS

SEVERED LIMBS ARE RECONSTRUCTED AND REATTACHED

NOTHING GETS WASTED

I USE THE BONES TO CREATE THE HORRIFIC FURNITURE

SKIN AND SKULLS FOR DISGUSTING DECORATION

AND MY HOUSE OBSCENE ORNAMENTATION

I HAVE A COMPULSION TO DO MY ART

BUT YOU WILL LEARN TO APPRECIATE IT

LOATHSOME PROCREATION

I AM THE DEMIGOD, POSTMORTAL DESIGNER...