Feelings for your kind nonexistant Wreched vomit gutter scum I won't stop i just couldn't stop my murderous rampage Hatred spews from deep within
I need to feel your guts on me My loins tingle with the need
My precision with a scalpel reigns supreme Torso skin lying open like a book Bowels silky smooth on my member Suppressing the urge to explode impossible Urethra pumping our semen body releasing demons A joy to have you here with me Your whorish acts disrupted Cunt murders keep me grounded
Of no use when youre breathing Movement distracts Mjoney well spent for achieving Taboo illicit acts
Necroerocitism prevalent Darkest desires realized Inards a magnet for orgasms Multicle erectile spasms
