I never had the urge to fornicate and exploit a woman, only to defile her corpse in my own sick punishment, until there was you...
You reek of disease. Your veins pulse of the most pungent indecency
Judging from your habits you're surrounded in shit
No Sympathy, no more excuses, just accept and admit, you're porcine filth, a repulsive pig
Merely given life to be abused and executed
Your execution: you shall be gutted
Mutilated at my hands
Replace pleasure for pain, embrace this blade between your legs
Savoring each grotesque moment, i watch you bleed from every orifice to appease my vengeance
Im ripping you open from mouth to rear
Im ripping you open, disgorging vital organs as I create another hole in you to fill
No longer screaming, no more movement
Orificialy Executed
No one will shed a tear
No one will shed a tear at your death
You're remembered as just another worthless whore
Fucked, killed, and easily disposed
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