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[bodytext] => Organs ripped to shreds, torn then eaten Blood dripping from my mouth and knife Laughing as i dispose of the body Turning it into the ash that will brew my tea I don't kill for vengeance or wealth But to satisfy my demon infested soul To quench my ***** up thirst for blood A new victim will perish before the sun rises My urges will once more be appeased My horrible hobby Viciously turning life into death Frantically mutilating each corpse Preparing my daily feast Of human organs drenched in bodily fluids Soothing my soul with the agony of others Watching them beg for life As they are being disemboweled Watching them cry As i feast upon their intestines Watching the life escape them As my knife slices though their body Releasing waves of warm blood Screaming in horror As i drop to my knees and lick the ground dry Death come as relief to all my victims I know my fate is near The lawmen will catch me one day They will send me to hell On a lightning bolt But until then The slaughter will continue The death toll will rise And the demons in my decaying soul Will grow stronger with each new kill [comments] => 1 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 13 [informant] => blacksabbath026 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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