The Somatic Defilement

Captivating with sadistic intentions to exalt the

carrion

Holding onto faith like it would help me anyway

Up on my feet,

Vehemence takes over

As I pave the way to anatomical feasts

Severing the ties I once endured

To understand why it is that I crave the dead.

Going by

My knowledge of popular culture

I find a sense in malpracticing the common ways

Wallowing in claret, I long for such salvation

For when I'm through, I shall wear your pride upon my

lips

Songs of the dead will eternally be chanted

Before sepulture,

I must purloin the genitalia

I must find pleasure when you're gone

An injection of sodium thiopental applied

Your eyes are getting heavy now, I smell your fear

Delusions and paranoia are setting in

Control in my hands, I now shall purge.

With the saw I maim,

By the saw I live.

Inhaling fumes of the putrid festered funk

As I drain the throbbing cysts from the gangrenous

vagina

The mordant reek is overtaking every inhalation

The nausea is overwhelming, I stop to heave

Brought forth are my confessions to the dead

As the lies coincide with vitriolic clues.

We all will spread disease

We're all deceased.

Carved in your face, the sacrilegious rites

These words bring truth to what was foretold

Corpses and bile will reconcile

The rumors of this forensic plague.

By these words I am one with the dead

And with this I've claimed the one which I'm wed

Until death do us part, we'll rot hand in hand.