Where's my fucking burial ground?
The day's dead loveless beauty of pent-up paranoia, I will recklessly instigate harsh agony upon thee.
Paint you in a picture of beautiful blood, intolerable, hopeless cripple you are.
I'm incapable of caring.
As vicious reality rapidly assassinates you to tombstones of my reality, that deliver you to permanent evil.
Blunt, malicious carvings.
Open up our skin, open up our skin the mixture for maladjusted maneuvering.
You are but a useless tormented slave to be poisoned by my revealed penis.
Wrapping my legs around your face, drink from the pissing snakes mouth.
Drowned, smother rival enemies. Your fate could well be death.