Nothing Left to Mutilate

As I walk behind her, her scent trails me

What is it that draws me neared, what could it be?

Once I was normal among the sheep

Now I'm immortal, in the night I creep

Searching for the one, 21, she will run from the gleam of my blade, she has strayed

She will pay with the only life that she knows

Captured by the gender she loathes

Now she is tied, terrified, set aside

As I prepare she stared as I tear at the garment she hides behind

Her young flesh is so devine

One final deed, she will plead, I proceed

Satisfying my urge, I will scourge, as I surge through her hallowed feminine

domain

From her young body. I cant abstain

Lifeless she now lies, now untied I defile

Carefully scoring her skin I begin from within

Removing her organs inspected

Still nothing detected

[Solo Jack Owen]

One way to achieve

The info I need

Continuing to cleave

[Solo Jack Owen]

Gradually consumed

She was foredoomed

Body one big wound

Now I am through as I chew on the few pieces that remain

of the brain, nothing gained, I continue my

searching in the night for the one who fulfilly my plight

Searching for the one, 21, she will run from the glean of my blade, she will pay

Nothing left to mutilate

Nothing left to mutilate

[Solo Jack Owen]