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Staring at the remnants

of the concoction of viral fluid.

My appetite is repulsive,

nonetheless I still pursue.

I'm basking in the glory

I have so desired.

I confer your presentation

you've bestowed.

Rusted tools

excising rotting dead.

Rusted tools

excising rotting dead.

With your corpse

I lay caressing.

My fun is done,

It's time to send you back.

I'll slam it six feet

deep closer to Hell.

Descending back

into your grave.

You've been dismembered,

molested and maimed.

I can breathe again,

erection wearing thin.

Looking through

the eyes of a necromaniac,

a schizophrenic being

uniting the dead.

A post-mortem oath

inscribed on your back,

with this oath I've

claimed your head.

Morbid desires,

finally fulfilled.

Returning to the grave

for a second course.

Vile stench of dessication

forming in my nodes.

Chainsaw raping,

bloated carcass.

Hacked to pieces,

necromaniac.