At night in the cemetery
Strange moving forms appear
Carrying digging tools
They start their dark work
Bits of flesh start flying
Through the night air
You have been invited to the filthy meeting of the flesh-thirsty necrophages
Eat this remnants
Fill your mouth
With this repugnant
Decomposed flesh
Colossal diarrheas
Before you get used
To the rotten flesh
Feeding from dead and cold corpses
Horrendous mutilated body parts
For the only sake of the gustative pleasure
Of mentally degenerates
With every hit of my axe on your head, my erection grows a bit more
Slashing, beating, cutting, dismembering
Is my own way of finding pleasure
I'll take good care of you, don't worry
Your body will be a masterwork
Cutting wounds here and there, like a painter with his brush
You can cry and scream if you want, this will not save you
It will only arouse me more and make your wounds deeper
Make. Me. Cum.
I'm feeling it
It's coming
I must be fast
To smash your face
Into the ground
Until you're not
Recognizable anymore
Bernard's part
I will fucking beat you to death and ejaculate on your corpse
My intimate inner fluids covering all your trash body
A pile of stinking bodies
Awaits before me
The smell of rotten flesh is unbearable
The flies are turning around
This stinking pile of bodies
The decomposition is so advanced
That it is impossible to tell
Which member belongs to which corpse
Maggots and necrophage insects
Started Shrinking this slaughter
A genocide
A massacre
A thousand killed and now rotting
Léo's part
Several stains of vomit
Testifies of the stench
People too weak to appreciate
The beauty of death
Feeling alive before corpses
Breathing the foul air that rises
Words can't describe how i'm happy, fully erect and contented
After causing this huge carage for my own pleasure
Rotten putrefaction of countless genocide bodies
Searching the town for people
To cut in half or dismember
My hobby in life when i'm not at work
Is to drive along and kill people
I'm what you can call a psychotic killer
A serial killer, enjoying murder
But what i enjoy the most
Is cutting people's members
With my axe and my saw, my sword and chainsaw, i roam in the streets
I approach random persons and attack them, and cum at the soothing feel of cut flesh
It is overwhelming, i can't control myself, my body needs this feeling
An arm, a leg, a head, a dick, i must slash to erect
With my axe and my saw, my sword and chainsaw, i roam in the streets
I approach random persons and attack them, and cum at the soothing feel of cut flesh
Blood squirting of their necks
A spare leg to play with
Fucking a memberless body with just a head
Unmerciful desire for slashed members
Vomiting as soon as i'm arriving on the place the body was found
Blank eyes, dismantled body, this is just the start of horror
The brown and half-decomposed skin,
The multiple bleeding wounds that led to this huge blood of pool,
And the worst of all, the maggots
Maggots feasting on a necrosed cadaver(bis)
Larvas bursting out of holes that shouldn't be here at all
Horrendous dinner where the menu is strictly composed of necrosis
The swarm under the skin is making me sick
Their little heads going out
This will be the last feast of this person
But sadly it's the main course
Slowly gnawed by such little creatures
It's life will end in a bodybag
Quentin's part :
I revel as I plunge my mouth in this feast of a corpse
Drowning my penis in her guts as I slice her fucking throat