Abraising your eye socket walls
imploding your eyeballs
orgasm piercing through your brain
shining cum, perforating pain
I pull the trigger and I cum
with your head spreared on my gun
observe the metal coming near
the gory end of your moral fear
Riot-fuck the faecial breed
Hallowed be this cleansing dead
Frightened face splits wide open
Sickly pleased I shoot again
Cranium spread all over the floor
Chunks of brain slide from the door
i could kill every last one of you
Skullfuck you all is what I'll do
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