I now begin to tear your core apart Splitting the seams of your anatomy I want to cherish this climactic feat Bloody and meaty fleshy award Rot, can't wait to leave your worthless being Behind like the pathetic vermin you are You're going into a garbage compactor Once I'm done you'll be nothing but wet mush, tendons, and grinded bones Just fed to the farmers pigs Certainly better off dead I ought to embalm and mount your head Through broken parts I wade Your mangled body morphing Disfigured by the morning Putrid aroma in the breeze Pulled apart Morbid art forms of your battered skull You should've been aborted Reeking of feces from your torn orifice Pulled apart Feeding off your screams as you succumb brutally Lights out Time to bleed Mince meat Cautery Lights out Now you're fucked up Won't be long till I run out You had this coming to you No one will miss you when you become another casualty Now bifurcated and exsanguinated Saw blade Amputated quick and easily Rip Eyeballs extracted rapidly Now Heaving and wheezing no more A dead relic of my weakest nemesis