A Buried Crime. Forgotten Adultery. A Bastard Son. Breeding Into The Corpse. Under Grave Clothes. Foetus Incubated. Placenta Reeks. Post-Mortem Pregnancy.
[Act I: Slaughter]. Precise Hack To Crush The Neck. Hang Upside Down From A Meathook. Slow Blood-Letting. . Excruciating Suffocation. Trachea Is Deadly Damaged.
Clandestinely Exhumed After Midnight. A Cryptic Autopsy Is Being Performed. The Corpse Is Lied On The Gravestone. Semi-Decomposed And Deformed. . Inexpert Hand Starts A Deep Insection.
Grown into a world. Of preconceived ideals. Father, mother, sister,. Doggy and landscaped cottage. . Affectionless rearing. His whole family. Was like unkown.
Transcend the continuous. The unspeakable. Continuum of suffering. There is no end. The future eternal. What should be over, is dragged out for eternity.
Having traveled the darkest path. Disregarding the life I was given. Intentional plunder, the degradation. My self hatred becomes isolated. I've succumbed to the darkness.
Soon we are all to die. Your hopes and fears irrelevant. Projections of life and death. Become complete reality. . All things will crumble. All will disband.
Enemies from the womb. hypocrites will consume. tales they claim. shall guide our lost souls.. . Sodomized by your priest. consoled though punished. Slaves before your lord.
A calamitous future-. warning cries of inhuman terror. as time elapses. a period of purification draws near.. Those who survive. will endure endless. dark periods of spaces and time.
Force fed immobilization. Man made liquid controlling my limbs. I want to die, no reason for living. Dealing with complications life brings. A corpse with no thoughts.
can u touch it. can u hold it. can u love it. can u scold it. . can u use it. can u taste it. can u screw it. can u waste it. . Criteria for a Black Widow.
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I am the one that has chosen to lead. The power that grows within me. A force that has come to inherit the earth. My calling. . A time and a place for sadistic intent.
We can make it something. But both know that there's nothing. It's like couple suicide, it's not going right. We ain't got no feelings, so why don't we stop dreaming.
Freak show. Welcome to this haunted house of horror. Nightmares to begin, just around the corner. Victim, target, I slip inside your mind. You'll never see me creeping up behind.
I'm getting sick of everything I see. and I hate what's happening to me. this place is cold, it's turning me to stone. these streets won't leave me be.
Time keeps on ticking away. Another day in disease. I'm looking for someone special. Crawling on my hands and my knees. . Somebody turn the lights on.
One by one, the fools suck you in. Like many others before. No guilty conscience, just another sin. They're truly rotten to the core. . Contracts with criminal intent.
the devil has a playground, nothing you can see. wickedness disguised for you and me. darkness rules the day, the circus comes to town. slowly riding in, come to take us down.
Waking up to face another nightmare day. Blood drips from the mouth, my teeth decay. Deep depression is coming on fast. Got to get me my crystal breakfast.