Death Of Millions Empty Shell Relief
Naked and cold is their flesh
warm and thick is my cum
in the bodies of the dead
joy is all I find
gripping the dead in arms
embracing the body
the ejaculation of my cock
I love to watch it seep through the rot
the smell of flesh is my salvation
eating the cunt with tongue and teeth
rotting corpses they bring relief
empty shell relief
horrid sadistic belief
shooting my load into her brain
watching the maggots drain
empty shell relief
male organ sheath
living just to do my deed