flesh oracle

incisions made

tearing flesh

ripping organs

strung up to bleed

gravity showers you in your own filth. still squirming

eyes open as i gaze at my masterpiece

these gaping wounds tell a story. your life is worth nothing. you're a worthless cunt

believing if you have a choice to live or die. as i nail your torso to the floor

they pierce vital organs. what do you have left to offer?

eyes rolling back

bloodshot eyes

bleeding from all orifices

bloodmarking time like an hour glass

you cannot scream with your mouth sewn shut. violently hacking into your throat

i finish decapitation

another lifeless carcass left to rot. i've conquered man. i am the birth. i am death. upon the table lies a corpse

a chunk of rotting flesh

a work of art

a perfect kill. i'm basking in the stench. i'll keep your ears as fucking trophies

hanging round my neck. to hear the sounds of screams echo till the very end

i am the death creator. i am the fucking end.