Abysmal Growls of Despair - Need for Corpses
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Eyes, secluded from the world, exude drops of flesh via doors and shrouds.
To vomit within my soul the stench too existent, already billions and more.
Skull in hands of disgust which the tongue flows and the nose refutes.
Apotheosis of claws and fangs, instigator of fear and bearer of darkness.
Open the skin in ecstatic brutality, revelling in the blood of the pleasure of cracking.
Breaking the bones and spilling the juice, inhaling the death and propagating the odour.
Terror on the faces, agonized screaming and crying, running and dying.
Delicate newborns, enraged civilians, feeble geriatrics.
Of an unkingly appearance, with coarse, black fur.
Creator of nightmares through the centuries, the horror of forests.
My pride in rage and carnage, bloody sublimation.