so you have no problem listening to
I never see them, but I know they're there
Locked in my subconcious
Obscene memories I thought I'd forgotten
Haunting unrealities
Tear at me
Hold her arms
Her mouth taped shut
Screams unheard
Out pour her guts
Layers of flesh peeling away
Languish in your own decay
descriptions of my killings
bone chilling
Terror, tear, her
Virgin cunt
Virgins are my victims
Their tight interiors I explore
Sharpened utensils of torture
Now inserted inside of her
Sex organs extracted for eating
On her liver I am gnawing?