It makes me laugh
Looking back at sorrowed days
The cuts aren't on my wrist anymore
Each night was spent by crying
Now the evening is filled with plots
You'd hear my screams of torment
Suddenly silent, I must suppress their voices
The illusions faded
The agony faded
Everything faded
But one thing remained; my urge to kill
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Let the maggots feast on crudely torn flesh
Their home remains in the skulls of my victims
No burial for you
Mutilated beyond recognition
Officials need DNA samples for an answer
The body isn't just pale and blue
It's pale and blue dipped in the color red
Torn vocal cords, split tongue of the snake
Ripped out the ribs and shoved them back in
Severed a limb just to sew it back on where it doesn't belong
The smell of burnt flesh excites me
There's seven billion to kill and violate
The human race numbers drop as they see their slain kind
But they do nothing
Cower behind your locked doors
Add five dead bolts
Board up your windows
Make it harder for me to enter
Cause I'm already inside
So now your trapped inside instead of keeping me out
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You cannot save yourseld
God can't hear you
Buddha can't see you
Ala won't be there for you
Not now
Don't rely on your gods
Don't rely on yourself
Don't even rely on others around you
Because if they have to
They'll sacrifice you to live
Once my palm is holding your wrist
You know you're good as dead
Don't expect anesthesia for this crude surgery
I hope you don't mind that your body won't be buried
I'll only violate it until it's no more
They can see, they can watch, and it's tearing them to the core
But they don't need to worry, cause soon they'll enjoy this to
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Anyone can kill
Just like everyone lies
It's emotions that prevent us from doing things
It's emotions that cause us to things unnecessary
A species made up of melodrama
I tossed them away
I can't even remember the day
I last felt the pain
They're simply gone
But it resutled into tearing up my lawn
To bury your body
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I'll open a child up
While it is a alive
Just barely enough so it doesn't stop breathing
Then I'll smash the lungs
But don't worry
I dry their tears
They lose their eyes so they don't have to see theirself die
Buf instead of salty tears
They cry blood
And it leaks down into their already mutilated mouth
But they aren't all lucky
I torture some even slower
Making them watch as I rip out chunks of their skin
Eye lashses sowed back to your eye brows
But they aren't just forced to watch
They're forced to eat theirself to
Swallow your own raw flesh
Refuse and I'll rip ouf your teeth
Only to make you choke back on your ripped out skin and meat
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I baptise newly born babies in the stomach of the mother
No water, just blood
But I don't bring them up for air
I don't speak the holy words of God
No, I speak the words of Lucifer
Take this child as it dies choking on blood
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Perfection of Darkness: The Fourth Book of Poems
PoetryThe fourth book of poems in a continuous mini series. Each book contains exactly 54 poems, and I update the most recent one regularly. After I have finished one book with exactly 54 poems, I move on to the next book. Some books contain themes, excep...