Visceral Evisceration Gangling Menstrual Blood-broth For Supper
A doctor of medicine he is Incontrovertible well-off man Owner of a luxurious free-hold flat Unfortunately insane Libidinous opening the door to paradise Where the winsome bodies lie Loathing mouth-to-mouth resuscitation Stiff & cold intercourse improvisation With a quick gash Her throat was rift Deepen the wound and exhaust Last liquids of the tattered corpse Spermy soup on lacerated skin Thoracic cavity divided into Nipples excise out of the breasts Deep-red female flesh to digest Endeavour to consume the pudendal cleft Urine juices gushing forth A nurse pops in by surprise Just has signed a contract to demise Pangs of thirst overcome him Menstrual blood-broth makes him grinm Sucking out the torn vagina Fuzz mixed with blood paraphernalia With a body-axe she gets halved Jellied fluids and organs appear Sack the remains in body bags For further necrophile satisfaction Preservate the impassioned shreds Completing his morbid collection