Impulse to Disembowel

Back again to kill and gut

I crave intestine

Fist fucked, reduced to a stump

Kill all

Skinless body, naked hanging

Blood is draining

Carving, killing, swollen beauty

Holes appearing

Brutalizing, convulsing

Skinned and greasy

Still breathing, anal carving

Holes are oozing

Slit your throat deep

Off cane your head

Pulled out the guts

Right through your fucking neck

Don't think I give a fuck

About your life or religion

I don't fucking care

About the world you fucking live in

Injecting bleach into your eyes

Body starts to quiver

Spilled your guts onto the floor

Consume the fecal drainage

Liver withered, appendix punctured

Pancreatic explosion

Knife scraping spinal bone

Like nails on a chalk board

The pigs that want to lock me up

But they still don't know who I am

I leave a trail of blood and guts

Cold

Impulse to disembowel

Impulse to disembowel

Impulse to disembowel

Impulse to disembowel