Waste of Flesh - Putrid Pile

Such a sweet succulent neck

Oh how nice it looks when my blade pierces and cuts

Your blood spills on the floor, my cock at attention

I’m doing the world a favor by killing you

My eyes gleam with your suffering

Your life has been wiped away

Prepared to kill by any means

Dirty rotten filthy whore

You were beautiful before, you’re even more beautiful now

Pale with no color, the way it has to be

Your neck and chest are stained with blood

The frozen look of fright is on your face

Unbuckle my belt, squeezing your breasts

You know what’s next you dirty little whore

My cock yearns for you, throbbing as hard as it can be

Slamming my rod in the driest of c*nts

The way it has to be

This is your reality

I gently stroke the laceration on your neck

I can’t keep from ramming my cock inside

I’ve sucked my bloody fingers clean, I explode

They’ll never forget the atrocities that happened here

When I’m dead and gone

The atrocities that happened here