اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Buried dead
My worms shall feast upon your decaying head
Other parts of you scattered in the dirt
Along with those leggings and that whorish skirt
A terrified human lump
Now waste disposed of, discarded
At least thirty or more
Lay rotting underneath my floor
I despise your smell, you reek
A moral compass fucked
I detest the rest of you
Ignoring your prayers as I cut you up
The fear in your eyes
As your soul is leaving your body
Life drains away
This is your wretched fate
My domain
Your rotten inferno
Your demise
I live to feel your pain
Living head
Your insides used for pleasure
Fiddling fingers seeking moist
Teasing myself with a rotten corpse
A self made fleshlight taken from the womb
I choke myself as I stroke myself
Your body
My wonderland
I climax in the face with a helping hand
I despise your flesh, you reek
Disposing dead remains
Left rotting in a unmarked grave
Until another hunt begins
The fear in your eyes
As your soul is leaving your body
Life fades away
This is your wretched fate
My domain
Your rotten inferno
Your demise
I live to feel your pain
I love to feel your pain
