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Subterranean Suffocation
02:14
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Starving and blinded, locked beneath the ground.
No hope of escape now, forgotten and left for dead.
Tendons tearing whilst the mouth starts to foam.
Simmering, slithering, the eyelids sewn.
Rusted tooth against bloodstained bone.
Each limb removed the torso left lone.
Fingers grasping for the leaden locks.
Subterranean suffocation, this is your fate now.
Now for my finale to truly begin.
Mutilated muscle in the surgical bin.
Suffering is our pleasure, we revel in dichotomy.
Stalking lead to this pleasure, performing your lobotomy.
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Aromatic Bloodshed
01:15
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Aromatic bloodshed, the drained corpses sway.
Hanging in the larder, wilting into gray.
Rested meat is more delicious, succumbing to my prey.
You are what you eat when you eat yourself.
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PUPIL SLICER
00:30
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Heartbeat slowing, bulging iris, tender to me is this violence.
Muscles ripping, pupils dilating, now is the time for slicing.
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Deathlust
01:07
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I sew eyes, visions to the soul.
Humiliated by my lust for death, turning into a vision of despair.
Moving into the Lair.
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Viscous Reminder
01:48
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I was once a thing despised,
Fingers clawing for the eyes.
Hands exposing, open wide,
A simple death the things I have done.
Vision Ending.
This is the end.
Is this the end?
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Visions
01:40
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In my mind, in too far.
Termination of this soul
Wasted corpse, a state of degradation.
A canvas of white, a brush of red.
Immolation, I'm sad to say, of the work that I’ve done so far.
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The Eternal Penance
02:17
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Further compulsion has made it this long.
I know in my heart that killing is wrong.
Alas my disease, my thirst I cannot sate.
Father above I wish to be repentant of the crimes before me.
Your servant now a guilty conversion; although I know, in hell I'll be.
I accept the fate that I have made.
Alone and bitter.
Forced to hate.
My desire for flesh is unbridled.
Prostrate before you.
I beg for forgiveness.
In hell I'll be.
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