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Blood slides costively over ice cold stone with a cognisance of - its - own searching for another exit through the crevasse is glides with great gravity, tears of days before, stain the floor where life's failings landed damaged souls into dangers way The scent of iron and grime amalgamate with the fetid stench of piss and excrement cries and moans echo within these walls for this for this where I work A discovery made long ago has kept me from infirmity I've lived far beyond the epoch that is granted to a being of flesh The indelicate process of corpus delicti dis-po-sal had fallen between the cracks after days of fervent play My first true friend was so pure, honest and beautiful Through the throes of decomposition that before our embrace had ceased all the organs had begun to liquefy, in this moment writhing lustfully in the corporeal fluids and fleshy mess I rose from my coition and I did notice a fresh vigor running through my aching veins I was returned to a state remembered from a time almost forgot A revelation to behold Thirteen lost souls I claim my own, twelve for purpose and one to hold I slice the first open, alive With no desire for clemency I slide my blade slowly through the skin and sinewy tissue Watch as hot steam rises ethereal in the cold stale air life trickles and tumbles into the putrid black filth of the thermae Four weeks each I allow them to stew and ferment before bathing in the delicious putrefaction and absorbing its life restoring - nutrients Alive and empowered as I was when I first made my bond Eleven starving souls calling for their freedom Chained to my wall, half immersed in decay Another one opened, another replaced Chronological, systematic death and decay I will live forever this way A life’s lust to outlive the damned I claim the ephemeral essence of whomever I please
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Animus 03:13
Misery Suffering Despair What I bestow to you after an aeon of strident hammering and dissent A paroxysm of intense pain endured to serve no attainable purpose I wish upon thine enemy only the most vicious and violent kismet in place of once misdirected well wishes And dreams of hope I bring Rage I'll serve my time now experimenting with the matriarch of the flame, delving deeper into the darkest places searching for the one you cast blame. Offering up my own wounded anima in exchange for a single sacred moment to revel in the odious glory of severe retribution... Hatred... is my daily bread, your blood will be my wine, burning from the inside out I live to embrace the demons touch. My skin blackens and burns from the inside and I deny such morality, that I would suppurate in the pain of beloved and betrothed just to see the desperation in your eyes I have no mercy for the craven just my libidinous knife, it wants for you so dearly but I do not wish to end your life. My inspirited nature drives me to see how much you can take, I'll keep pushing forward, my ambitions have not yet taken face I live and lust to steal from you what you covet most to see your kingdom built and burned, to see flesh of your own torn, broken, bled and beaten, lacerated, battered, bruised brutalised to within an inch of their wretched fucking lives Your pain will be never ending your suf-ffering exquisite This abhorrent conviction I bestow on you Will last throughout the aeons A vengeance that like you will burn forever
3.
A perpetual cold rolls across the plains of humankind Icy cold winds of uncertain devastation Boreal whispers cutting through the sacred shrouds with swift intent to obliterate this infestation A discombobulated assemblage of mortal beings failing under the weight of disenchanted carnality, ceaselessly tearing at the spindly strings of their own morality Harrowed to great extent and perplexed by corruption and depravity standing reflective in intense pain and pious denial A glance at the true reflection reveals how orthodox is this paradox In visions of splintered glass we see ourselves... With eyes nailed wide open It's easier to see this wretched world for what it is Open up the time- in slices of physical matter Dissecting the visions Of a life now past and a future that is fading so fast Lacerated- into what you believe you see Fading swiftly in a Banal unreality... We've come so far and now we're screaming for the end As the walls fall down around us realise we've nothing left A hollow tocsin sound echoes deep through the bones of the remaining denizens The sullen howl of bereavement pounds the sky as the last voices of humanity fade in unison bringing perfect calm We welcome the end of all life We beg the skies to release the wrath of the ages The journey has always been in attaining ultimate uncreation Screaming a disconsolate opus of the end Existing in terror Tearing down our own palisades Unfulfilled in existence Seething self-ruination
4.
It’s a never - ending quest - to satisfy my inquisitive nature The subject of obsession, dissection, anatomic reconstruction The body is created to be recreated And curiosity unveils the darkest secrets of life Seeds I the paradox, life and death, reassimilation of an experience Know the truth is worse than you want it to be More than you ever hoped for Enjoy the suffering, now you question your self Whats really lying inside, a soul or simply meat? What truly lies beneath the cold mask of morality? I just want to see what lies inside of your body Cut the skin, peel the slit, see exactly how it fits Feel where the muscle holds to the bone Organs are interlocking into a perfect package All the pieces of the puzzle I will neatly remove The gooey, gristly innards, so complex yet so simple Touch the chest from the inside, a little deeper hides the spine Now completely disassembled, the power of creation lies in putting the puzzle back together again pale and white though crudely sewn this person is my very own Splitting in half the sternum, scrape out the innards, consume the heart replace with an assortment of parts I have gathered in my wicked past which parts will I keep, which parts do I need to assemble my own perfect being now all I need, a nice fresh skin to complete this body slide the skin over the torso it sits so beautifully so comfortably it settles almost like it has always been This creature ive constructed, with parts from this and others from disseminated disarray a whole nother person is made Gathered and reconnected, this creature life infected it needs no heart to function, as it sings a life tearing serenade now completely reassembled the power of creation lies in tearing all other life from grace pale and white though crudely sewn this person is my very own (lead) I am the king now I usurp the throne, My reign of terror and gore has just begun With my legion of pure beings, I will wipe clean the face of the earth I live for the torture, the exploration, thrilled at the suffering of the flesh, your flesh x2 It’s a never - ending quest - to satisfy my inquisitive nature The subject of obsession, dissection, anatomic reconstruction
5.
I am keeping you alive to honour you this pound of flesh I feel that you have earned for your most recent indiscretions I provide you something not esculent as perhaps you'd like but nourishment for your paling chassis is what I desire I slice your skin, bathe you in shit infection takes hold As the flesh does pulse and rot, Muscle matter greys and dissolves, Excrement and rotten flesh will be your refection tonight choking down weeping necrotic meat You deserve this final regal feast I'll make you eat your words make you eat your fucking tongue make you learn that you must keep your word you will dream of death before I am done The rancid portions of protein should sustain you for as long as I need I'll not let you miss a single fuckin moment until Im satisfied that you have paid your toll your toll (Lead) Your paltry deception, incited ardour's hateful wrath I want to revel in your failing moments as infection brings scavengers of decay The flies descend The pest - that we abhor, The words – we - cannot trust, Lay their eggs inside you, burrowed – deep - in your gut can you feel them writhing? A legion crawls under the fragile skin infecting both mind and body, Countless hungry propagations voracious carnal kingdom, castigating your very tissue Life trapped in - a deathly body Still breathing as you decay I wipe your bleeding - brow Carve in you - a crown You are so full of yourself Your innards distend out A million maggots worship The man who would be their king Feed to death off shit and flies you regret most everything You... are... The... Lord of the f(lies)

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