Fucked With Rats

Cold, bound, half dead
 Vision fades swiftly
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 Breathing is labored
 My latest victim squeals to me
 Ten victims this month alone, a new thrill I must search for
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 Complacent in my rituals, stab and hack ad infinitum
 Still alive but fading quickly, I quiver with anticipation
 Its clear what I must do now
 Permeate, penetrate, violate with vermin
 A stiff dead rat lies at her feet, a misogynistic tool of my madness
 Caustic methods to fill my needs, this rotting rodent is just what it calls for
 I bind her legs, her struggle futile, the ligature grates, the tension rises
 I force it in, no subtle action, the sinew tears to my satisfaction
 She suffers as I revel
 The rats spread filth inside my soul
 She bleeds like a stuck pig
 I thrust it as I climax
 They suffer from my lunacy
 The insane urge that forces me
 They suffer from my lunacy
 Their violent end will come to be
 Her beating heart begins to fade
 The insides ravaged, torn and maimed
 I quiver still from ardent bliss
 A new found thrill I can't resist
 They suffer from my lunacy
 The insane force that purges me
 They suffer from my lunacy
 Their violent end will come to be
 It seems there's life left in her
 A chance to further my pleasure
 I grab the filthy dead rodent
 And force it in her gaping mouth
 I ram my stiffness inside her
 She can't believe it's not over
 I choke her, dead as I finish
 We both expire rhythmically