Mortal Decay Soaking In Entrails
There she lies, the victim of my horrendous crime.
Disabled and prone, delightfully I amputate.
Completely ripped open, I smear the blood onto my face.
Leaking bodily fluids saturate,
saturate her battered corpse encircled with scattered stumps.
Rummaging, tearing through her stomach, the horrid beauty so arousing.
Soaking in entrails, I stand over her dead body.
Mutilated with passion, I bathe in her disgrace.
Beheaded now, intestines decorate her torso.
Goresoaked, disemboweled, drenched in her own waste.
Horribly molested, lacerated body hemorrhaging.
Disposal of her body parts after days of sick pleasure.
So peacefully, so beautiful soaking in entrails.
