Revenge

Revenge

In my dreams, no my nightmares; in the sea hate with the absence of fate.

Blind eyes crying with blood, like a vomit extinguishing my flammy

repulsion. Hold the broken flask filled with a sexual organ's liquid,

boiling tender, arises hunger, reminds my temper.Then submerged fantasies

unheard come close to my mind; undoubted sophism but real necrophylism.An

ache begins inside, spreads through all veins caused by the zephyr of

damantion, yielding a substantial anger, makes me loose my will then o

visual dream appears, a pretty child is smiling to me.Being defeated in

these meanningless morbid dimensions, vaccinating blood, bestial bellow,

mouldy saw.Realization of what; the inflamation inside gets bigger with an

increasing acceleration which is a varacious manner of torture.Displeased

demands of a morbid mind are never satisfied with an unsaturated solition of

a child's cerebraliquid and his foetusfull urine.Turn the skin inside out,

lick the vein veiled with blood. Button up his torn body with a rusty

needle, vibarate the slender body, attach the penis inside the diseased

porsions then lick again not only the secretions but lemphic as well.Make it

pour, taste its sour...