viewtopic.php?f=24&t=133578 LOF
I stalk the target as his heart it races, at the hardest paces from his incarceration
Grab the scalpel, stab the apple in his throat, he chokes and carve his name in-
The manifest of victims. His spirit withers I see it gleamin through his hidden demons,
Slit his wrist its bleedin, insert the venomous toxin, as its droppin from the intravenous.
He rips from my grip, frantically runnin through my corridors passages
But he trapped from this elaborate masterful tactics of my cavernous labyrinth.
So I attack with these ravenous savages that’ll eat through the flesh
Speak with disease ridden breath, as the sweat forms beads on his neck.
Bring him back to the operating room, wound strapped on the torture rack
Contort his ass, grab a whip, snap that shit hes doomed, back absorbs the whack.
A horrible crack as the whip leave his frame splintered, crimson colors the floor
Grab him up, stab his gut try to refrain from laughin cause as we come through the door,
I hang him by his neck, as he looks over to see another man in a cell, no movement
From destitution of food, I tell him we need some resolution, your deaths the best solution.
Evolution made me this hellish mutant with this urge to take razor to necks
And slit em, watch him spittin gaspin for air as the last breath evades from his chest.