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His torn body now rests in peace

His wormed flesh, has been devoured by parasites

The horror came back on long nights

Of eternal martyr, chained up and tortured

Closed on the bloody room

Captured and locked in the torture chamber

Sentenced to a slow death

Watch me do it

Surrounded by mutilated bodies

and pestilent fluids decomposing

Muted screams from the fear

Of their bodies being mutilated

by the insane butcher

That will drink their coagulated blood

hitting their bodies once and again

Penetrating in their entrails

Spreading the parts of the corpse

in the bloody room

Watch me do it

His decapitated head

and his eyes torn from his face

The last pieces of this atrocity

were found in a bag floating on a river

Decomposing