I wish to see it seething lying there bleeding naked and dying strugling to brethe beaten and bloody liteless and lonely covered in mud of the ditch it was dumped in the maggots are breeding crawling hatching in the holes i have stabbed there and the blood is soaking in the sand where the beautiful stench of the ot of the flesh of thr shell of the life i have taken m life i have taken for this corpse my soul has forsaken
i wish to see it setthing lying there bleeding naked and dying strugling to brethe beaten and bloody lifeless and lonely the maggots are breeding crawling hatching
broken am i wasting away the stench of the rot of the flesh of the shell of the life of the spritu od the end how i thought it was supposed to be my life i have taken for this corpse my soul has forsaken my eyes they are gliming with the pleasure my hands are shaking with the pleasure ive gained from stabbing slashng the brutally bashing of the one i used to love with this feeling racing through my veins so complete so insane a pit of adrenaline the blad strikes deep releasing my soul in floods upon my feet now that i understand death her mysteries are no longer a curse but a blessing to see the souls of the dead dance within my feild of vision to see then grace my understdnig life has its own meaning and so is death to those who would understand