Grotesque Creation -

Scientific experimentation grotesque creations

Dormant not dead strapped down on this bed

Unknowing of the impending doom that now lies ahead

With surgical incisions still they beg for life

Their horrid screams follow the thrust of my knife

Pain slowly surging through nerves still connected

As they slip into unconsciousness my hands begin to quake

Ripping up their flesh torture through dismember

Evisceration of their corpse that’s how I choose to kill

Reassembling severed limbs back together again

Deformity is beyond what life should be

Paroxysmal rage horror entraps my mind

Glorified of these grotesque creations