Silence Follows Dismemberment by Goresleeps
Bodies rotting. Decomposing
Flesh falling From bone. Suffering
Alone sickened by the sight Of
Vile perversions. Waiting for what
Lies in store. Losing your mind as I
Step inside. Before you realize I've
Already begun the process. Your
Limbs quickly reduced to stumps.
Evacuation of your bowels provokes
Demented laughter. Your shit
Floats in a pool of blood. Heed the
Hatchet splits the bone. Torture for
Amusement. Sick absurdity. Silence
Follows dismembering. Excitement
Subsides Until the next offering.