The act of an unsound mind

I find a random victim
Whose walking down the street
I have to find a way
To take him home with me
And when I get him there
How savage I will be
Tied down split open wide
While he still screams

Homicide you will die
Hear the victims scream and cries
I fantasize as you die
It makes me feel all warm inside

Lyingthere you look half dead
Not dead enough for me
I rip chunks off your flesh so I can eat
Intestines full of blood and shit
Hang from your stomach
I put them in your mouth
You die as you choke on it

Homicide you tried to hide
Hnted down you try to fight
Felt the knife paralyze
Stare at death pushed deep inside

Days now pass the body rots
It is time to start the carving
The rancid flesh paints a red mess
The cadaver my canvas
With the limb reomved the pus leaks
And the stench draws to me
Fucking the wounds of the
Memberless corpse while cumming
On the deceased

The entrails scooped up put in a pal
The sheds in complete dismay
A massaced corpse unrecognizable
Heads cut off and stuck on a stake
Bloodied appendages hang
High on hooks and the
Hollowed chest cavity decays
The rest of the body preserved in brine
The blood helped in pickling the remains