Sik Stane - "Eater" |
Hack the skin into pieces off her black and blue back. Meet the clever meat cleaver with your **** not in tact. I have it pinned up on the wall, its the catch of the day. Genitalia taxidermy shows your meat on display. I found a child in an alley, have her skinned on the floor. Put her **** cheeks in the oven, i am hungry for the gore. I tear and chew the tasty meat that came straight from the street. I jack off to the holocaust, my meal is now complete. Under floorboards is a lake of blood where demons come to play. I inject your veins with cyanide so tissue wont decay. The taste of your **** lips inside my mouth, is what my hearts demand. Im a walking corpse who dances by rotting and the damned. With chains pierced through every ligament, they never get away. I've devoured all their entrails, in my stomach they will stay. I push in the twisted metal through the bodies of the raped and screwed. Over fires, on a spick, is where i cook my mortal food. |