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A waste product of necro-incestual rape

Spewed forth from the depths of a rotting womb

My mother, a harlot…the father the founder of brutality

Bred for maximum violence and extreme brutality

Sadistic cruelty, no mask of hidden intent

Unequivocal suffering, I bring with no regret

Absolute hatred, loathing the revolting stench of life

Infatuated with the sweet vomit-inducing aroma of death.

Embracing the ravenous hunger of gore

Feasting on the fresh remains of dismembered fetal flesh.

I am the master of the dark art of butchery

Cranial crucifixion and impalement my specialty

Injecting necro-intestinal fluid into my parietal lobes

Enhancing the thanato rush when disemboweling

Using the left over cadavers to build my gorecropolis

The cathedral of carcass is where my throne shall be

Forniraping mortal concubines to construct my legion

Deconstructing the very fiber that represents humanity

Embracing the ravenous hunger of gore

Feasting on the fresh remains of dismembered fetal flesh

Once upon a slab, is how the myth will begin

Premature autopsies, de-boned cadavers strung up like slaughtered pigs

Post-mortem ejaculation of tasty putrefied innards

Ground up organs and masticated bones, I vomit up only to re-digest

Ripping out your genitals

Grinding all your entrails

Preparing to consume

You are only a receptacle

To appease my carnal need

Of violence and brutality