Мама родила дыскорщиком

Face the cold reality Slow and with formality I m obsessively stabbing you The blood is drowning you As you gargle and you spew Bodily fluids fill your lungs This is the end of you Your consciousness slips away Leaving your cunt to me The lacerations haemorrhage on me I will now disembowel every organ to see My indulgence, the bloodlust in me The enslaver The engraver to the creek bed that marks your resting place