The Epitome of Brutality - Dawn of Demise

I’ll dispose of bodies

For their stench makes me sick

Chopping them up, dismemberment of the rot

I am one with the rotting

For they arouse me

Feeding the urge, the devourment of the sick

Bring the dead inside

To fulfill atrocities

Once warm shell will witness my hell

Forcefeed them with their own remains

Self mutilation the only way

To stay alive in this hideous trap

i enforce the act

The act of persecution

The epitome of brutality

When the weak can stay alive no more

It’s the epitome of brutality

I bathe in their blood

This is my cleansing

I gag on the rot

Release me, the insatiable

Forcefeed them with their own remains

Self mutilation the only way

To stay alive in this hideous trap

I enforce the act