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.