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Feeding the worms
written by Genocide Reaper08:08 AM 11/25/04| A slaughter housed filled to the brim with bodies rotting, a morbid setting, how sweet sounding, the smell of death is everywhere! hate lines the lime light! near black blood is dried upon the floor, seven hundred dead whores! Torso's swinging from chains attatched to the ceiling! spinning legs dangleing on the chandelir! A back yard filled with carcasses feeding the worms tonight! feeding the worms all the time! feeding the worms with a morbid mind! feeding the worms, idiots..Like..You! A pile of organs tossed in the corner, a machine churning out murder! an entire fleet of skulls, rest upon the shelf over my fire place! a set of mask nailed to the wall, mask that were faces! Welcome to the Hell on earth! A death trap since its birth! Flesh ripped from the bone! muscles torn and strawn! A monolith of bones create a throne! I'll slit your throat, and tear you in half! just to listen to you scream for a second then cut it short, so the blood can rain, and make sure you don't last! Your blood is draining fast! your worthless parts thrown into fire place burning into ash! your organs thrown to the yard feeding time for the worms! they wille eat it all! even the lard! This murder buisness isn't hard! |
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Beautiful. And who ever this Guy is insulting my art work, with the use of. 4, and u, instead of real words, can eat shit and die for being a complete fucking moron.
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