1. LET'S KILL SOMEONE

Have you ever hated someone?
Has anyone rankled you?
Do you want them to die?
Do you want to kill them!?
Confess that you do, we all doWe want to slaughter somebody who we hate.
So why not?
Come on killer, just do follow your desire.
Don't worry about the law, don't worry about moral.
Believe in your bestial instinct.
Listen to your inner soul.
Pick your weapon and let's kill them all.
If you have a gun, don't shoot their heads or trunks, that is simply to die, shoot arms and legs first, and push in the gun into their rectums, then trigger.
If you have an axe, mutilate them but don't let them die, decant some saline over their tattered slash.
Wait a while before chop apart their bodies.
But if you have a knief, dilate their eyes to lance the pupil of the eye.
Deface their faces and cut their tongues.
After that cut their throats and carve the flesh to pieces.
These are just some methods for slaughtering.
You should create the crueler methods by yourself.
Just remember that, do anyway to kill them slowly and give them an uttermost excruciating torment, torture them until they must cry for death


2. A GOOD DAY FOR KILLING

Waiting is finished.
When my wife is giving birth to an infant, I'm gazing at her vagina.
The eyes have no light and are emotionless.
I'm watching with abnormal mind, all of a sudden I take a knife to stab into her vagina.
She shrieks in agony upon the sanguinary gore.
I make an incision in elaboration, slowly slit to her navel, the blood gushes as the stream.
Her last breath is the last scream of torture.
I rend the wound to enlarge by my own hands.
Feminine infant slips through that incision.
Body soaked in blood.
Her weeping voice calls my rages out.
I jerk the umbilical cord and put it in her mouth.
The rancour has possessed my mind, drives me to stuff my huge penis into her tiny vagina.
It is ripped instantly.
She died on my penis, but I'm still fucking her, I fuck her like I saw her mother fucked with a paramour.
This is deserving retribution.


3. DEATH GATE OPENED

Keep your eyes open and stare at the horrible death.
You shall see what suffering is, prepare your mind and body for this.
You cannot escape from torment, when the gate of death is opened.
Liberates demon armies, to hunt you eternally.
Blood odor in your physique will lead to avid demons.
No placement for hide, you must die!!!
They will seek till meet you.
Gouging your eyeballs, scalping and gnaw skull to be holed.
Pull out the brain from head, rip abdomen off, flense, disembowel, and devour greedily everythings.
Maltreatment is nearing, it's appearing for killing, when you are dying, feast of demons is beginning


4. GHOUL

In a deserted cemetery where I dwell.
There are many cadavers in clammy graves.
Here is centre of delicious food.
Every organ of dead body could be foodstuffs, eyeballs, limbs, brain, entrails.
The human flesh is toothsomer than pork, chicken or even mutton.
You never know as long as you never taste it.
The corpses will be deliciousest after a week from burial.
And last week I saw the funeral rite.
They buried a dead man in the grave.
They thought that was sending dead body soul to embrace of god.
But I'm going to exhume and send him to my stomach.
In the deep of seventh night after the funeral.
The sky is overspread by darkness.
No moon, no stars, no wind and no lifes.
I dig up the coffin and lever off its partition.
Fragrance of rotten cadaver blow gently into my nostril.
His remains filled with maggots and worms.
The lymph oozed out of the skin.
An eye protruded from eye socket.
Tongue stuck out of mouth. It looks so palatable.
I'm slobbering.
Cannot stand my great desire, I attack and bite that cadaver like a beast.
Rend asunder the limbs, eat the flesh, gnaw the bones.
Lick the lymph and pus instead of water.
Then I tear his anus and pull out the large intestine.
Suck the maggots from inside and engulf down my throat.
Rip open the breastbone to devour the heart and entrails.
Break the forehead to be rifted and pick the brain to eat.
During I'm delighting in devouring this cadaver, I glance the tombstone, it's inscribed the cadaver's name.
That name is my father's name. I'm eating my father!!!