Scrialistic – thriving on my lust to kill
A half gnashed torso sculpted at my will
Blood is pumping as I retract the xleaver
Necrotic fungus, man has found its redeemer

Enter into my realm of gore
Parasitic I feed on you worms
Where love is cancer and apathy is bliss
I am an artist of coital bile
Forcing my ways into flesh with desire
Incineration of those who stand amidst
More bodies for me to roast and grind...

Voluptiosly I trample the festering guts
As I savour the taste of dead nuts
The excremental fluids start to reveal
The pungent stench of gangrenous rot

Pulverized, genitals are drampled, rendered to snot
Savagely I lacerate grinding your fucking face

Aroused by the pile of chunks
I must satisfie my needs
The gaping wounds are grasping
Around my flesh impaling cock
Upon your cadaver I piss...