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Screams

Contributed by vermillion on Wednesday, 18th October 2006 @ 07:22:23 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Screams

Screams, its what fills these hallways
It seems that salvation has been called away

Blood filled mirrors and decapitated lives
Inside the corridor another innocent cries
Screaming for mercy that shall not be received
Screaming for answers from the ones who will deceive

The entrails are ripped out the torso thru the tortured wound
Drowning in its own blood and desecration like a twisted fetus in an alcoholics womb
The disfigured virgin lays face down getting raped by the pain welder
A knife tearing down the spine of the now crippled serial killer

You try to scream but blood bubbles out your gurgling cries
Several long and thick needles ran thru your throat to heed you of future lies
Chainsaws taken to the femur bone and choking on the fumes exhausted
Diesel gas flooding the lungs and drowning the brain in the poisons exalted

Its just the insanity in my mind
Its just the disease in my soul
Its just the obsession of mine
One of which I will never let go

A rusty butcher knife digging under the fingernail
Pushing it upward while the body is strapped down to the rail
Puss and the maggots feast upon the tearing eyeball
The eyelid was cut off days ago; torment was the last thing it saw

Forced to eat the premature babys remains
Born while the mother was still in chains
An industrial drill bit to the knee cap
Grinding up the bone like the ***** of a rat

A skilsaw ran up your spinal cord
Paralyzing like the murderous whore
Crawl on the floor until youre no more
Crawl for me, this is youre masters chore

Its just the insanity in my mind
Its just the disease in my soul
Its just the obsession of mine
One of which I will never let go

Hell bound children and inbred religion taunting
Dead on the floor, decomposing and rotting Rotting ROTTING
Flesh grown over shackles they bleed
Only the darkness they see
Screaming for my insanity
Screaming for my disease
Screaming for the blood I bleed
Please.scream for me!
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Copyright © vermillion ... [ 2006-10-18 19:22:23]
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