Necroneat-O

Feelings for your kind nonexistant
 Wreched vomit gutter scum
 I won't stop i just couldn't stop my murderous rampage
 Hatred spews from deep within
 I need to feel your guts on me
 My loins tingle with the need
 My precision with a scalpel reigns supreme
 Torso skin lying open like a book
 Bowels silky smooth on my member
 Suppressing the urge to explode impossible
 Urethra pumping our semen body releasing demons
 A joy to have you here with me
 Your whorish acts disrupted
 Cunt murders keep me grounded
 Of no use when youre breathing
 Movement distracts
 Mjoney well spent for achieving
 Taboo illicit acts
 Necroerocitism prevalent
 Darkest desires realized
 Inards a magnet for orgasms
 Multicle erectile spasms