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To cut or smash them

There’s ways to

make them suffer

Many ways

Choose one choice to

Provide the end of their useless life

Decide

Quickly now

I have many

Tools to accomplish deeds to

The means to their end

To cut or smash them

There’s ways to

make them suffer

Many ways

Choose one choice to

Provide the end of their useless life

Decide

To cut or smash them

There’s ways to

make them suffer

Many ways

Choose one choice to

Provide the end of their useless life

Decide

Suckling fucking Cudgel

In exhausting all my instruments of torture and cruelty

I've seen the effects of each one

They leave behind a scene of gore and trauma for the victims

But my favorite is brutality by blunt force

It's a beauty of simple design that has lasted through generations

Its adapted past the age of simple man

Because it is efficient and elegant by design

The Cudgel remains atop the throne

Its power and heightened connection to the act

Links the scene to the emotional state

I need to find

A canvas for my instrument of choice

Always I choose an infant

Then I will club them like seals

The cudgel paints of blood and guts

Along with tiny bones and brain fragments

It belongs to the world

Be seen by the world

My creation of filthy babies drawn with many other

Mangled and compressed infants

Using only my rage and the simplicity of design

By the greatest creation of mankind

The Cudgel remains atop the throne

Its power heightens the connection to the act

Suckling Cudgel