eruption awaits the gates of death bursting from the womb of torment stench of success rises from the core you re my bloody torture whore effortless the walls turn red the taste the haptic of the dead desperation reach for mercy cast a shadow in the cemetery lights i shed my skin to begin the craft of annihilation the massacre of godliness the forthcoming of declaration the truth is clear for those who fear the blade as the screaming god awaits pestilence of weak humans shall fade restless shall the gods remain and tolerate the endless flow of pain i will never lay my saw to sleep nihilarian stories are cutting fucking deep purgatory cast aside for flesh preservation ridicule the running tide of fluid cast from body puncture hatred fills the mind of pure blackened stains my soul endures thoroughly narcotic seeds the planting of god s rotting seed i killed myself murdering you i place my grinder on the floor lick what s left of my bloody torture whore tongue splits as the knife slits slowly i am as the victim calling for mercy to the end half eaten half tortured and beautiful dead severed possessed head desperation reaches for mercy you re my torture whore bursting from the womb of torment cast a shadow in the cemetery