Accept Death Im Sick
you watch in agony, spikes thourgh your hands, nailed to the wall, you can t believe your eyes, as I mutilate the corpus before you, the intense gaze in my eyes, I love your screams, I can t help but kuckle, I slice the skin off it s face, and taste its bounty, licking down it s torso, and tasting it s cunt, now you know fear, I get so excited, I masterbate over the corpus, disgusted you cry in fear, with knife in hand, I cut the flesh, hacking and tearing, thourgh the neck, the head is free, don t worry it i
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