When Hatred Becomes Torture

Ruthless, smashing the brains of my enemy

Sadistic, enjoying the laments of agony

Atrocity, I feed myself now with his suffering

His weeping eyes searching for human aid

I break his neck but they keep looking at me

A life has ended and with it expires a revenge

Suddenly, I'm not alone in this rotten place

At my feet lie a thousand cadavers

I walk on them and the thrill increases inside my being

Only death has provoked my unmeasurable hate

The torture begins unto them

I feel excitement with fallen whores - necrophile

I fuck them while I'm grinding with my weapon their entrails

Footpath of pain, abstract dimensions,

a mental disturbance with thirst for death

Through my skin I emanate dregs, the next station - devastation.

I wear putrefaction

Hundreds of bodies ablaze, bloody dramatized

Mortal entertainment. I'm in the audience victimized

Inside of them there's a reflection,

just a result of my sexual frustration

Infected with madness, the morbus increase with the ripped stiffs

Triumphant entrance, the butchery in front of me (my tiny relief)

A slaughterhouse refuges me, its maternal pit caresses me

Exhaustive tranquillity

Ruthless

Sadistic

Atrocity

Virulence

Sadism

Malignancy

Live in me.