Bludgeoned face. Licking my fingers of decrepit funk
My dear your face is so blank. Where did you get those feelings.

Please don´t leave help me live. Can´t control myself. Dilated eyes. Pale white skin.

I´m laughing in your face. Your skin entrenches me. Now you´re fucking dead

I can´t be certain your remains will be insured. Beyond the grave is longer than you think

I saw the first slut mangled in front of me

Of course controlling my actions was not an easy task
It wasn´t long before I found myself indulging. Against my will I please myself once more

Breathe. Fucking breathe. I swear you´ll reap. While I sew your cunt.

And now you rot...