Bludgeoned face. Licking my fingers of decrepit funk
My dear your face is so blank. Where did you get those feelings.
Please dont leave help me live. Cant control myself. Dilated eyes. Pale white skin.
Im laughing in your face. Your skin entrenches me. Now youre fucking dead
I cant be certain your remains will be insured. Beyond the grave is longer than you think
I saw the first slut mangled in front of me
Of course controlling my actions was not an easy task
It wasnt long before I found myself indulging. Against my will I please myself once more
Breathe. Fucking breathe. I swear youll reap. While I sew your cunt.
And now you rot