Serialistic - Thriving on my lust to kill   A half gnashed torso skulpted at my will   Blood is pumping as I retract the cleaver   Necrotic fungus, man has found its redeemer      Enter into the realm of gore   Parisitic 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   Incinerations of those who stand amidst   more bodies for me to roast and grind...      Voluptiosly I trampled, rendered to snot   savagely I lacerate, grinding your fucking face      Aroused by the pile of chunks   I must satisfie my needs   the gasping wounds are grasping   around my flesh impaling cock   upon your cadaver I piss...