SICK MOTHER FUCKER

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[Verse] Attack whores to create actual gore graphics Without the absence of compassion Relapsed given plastic-wrapped hags, piggybacks, the acid basses Schizotherapist sadist is a sick addict for death and sadness Practice dark magic and torture tactics with rancid hands crafting For hatchets, icepicks, knives, bats, vice grips, and axes Bitch strapped to a bed in an abandoned attic raped by a satanic savage Flick a matchstick on the gas-soaked mattress Feed the spastic screams of mimicking actress from a horror classic Dick goes hard from flaccid in the lambskin prophylactic Climaxes, gushy gaseous, splash and spit Lungs collapse like a tire flat slow as molasses drips While I romantically necromance her clit lips Sip on her nipples, nibble on her ripped tits Crack a sternum for the chest Retract it and then slip my fist through her ribs Massage the heart with my fingertips Feel the last tick and tighten my grip Crevices packed with excrement to prove I give a shit Rest of the flesh is cracked and stripped Snap her back like a retractor blade, stick stomach fat It leaves the skin flat like a wombat Smash her skull until her mouth spits like a keg tap Crack the face mask with skin grafts from a headless slag Anal blast her dissected lower half Dead ass passes gas during sex with the cadaver Dressed in a Glad bag then pressed in a trash compactor That's the aftermath of my unnatural disasters I'm psychopathic, dark matter Nothing matters [?] skull shattered Brain matter and splattered bladder Gladder to this demonic mad hatter Rotten remains scattered, famous insane bastard Part back half raptor above Jacob's ladder Hanging backwards from Heaven's rafters to snatch the souls of the raptured Clipping the wings, adding strings for this puppet master Legs fractured, no escape from capture Harbored to be tortured and battered by this unholy pastor Scalpel slices like a hot knife through butter I will make you s-s-s-s-stutter at the sight of your dead mother In her bed barely covered by her blood-soaked comforter You can tell I loved her the way I smothered her in cum butter and bit off her udders I'm a mother fuck, she was a gutter slut She awoke, slit her throat right after busting my nut Whore slithered up the vomited chunks As the blade plunged inside her guts