Gutsnagged : Butchering on Impulse
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1. LIMBS IN THE GAS STATION DUMPSTER
Young men and women
Victims of my crimes
Stored all over the county
After they have died
Chopped and hacked to pieces
Exsanguinated dry
Hidden in peculiar places
Murder sites cleansed with lye
Bagged with garbage and tossed away
Never to see the light of day
Stacked in garbage until it reeks
And adipocere from it leaks
Unknown assailant
Serial nature
Disappearances
Victims butchered
Dismantled by chainsaw
Hidden away
Pieces scattered
Night and day
Addiction to murder
Stronger than lust
Killing young adults
Is something I must
2. EQUIPPED AND SUITED FOR HOMICIDE
Sociopathic guise
Covered by mask
Every inch of skin
Suited to kill
Dagger in a sheath
Axe in my hand
Ready to cleanse
Degenerates from my land
Debaucherous kids
Fuck and indulge
Unwary of me
Moving like shadows
I close in on them
I'm the last thing they see
Equipped and suited for homicide
Tonight is the night they all die
Skewering flesh and snapping bone
They will never return home
Hacking and slashing
And chopping and killing
Dismember and butcher
And never stop killing
3. POLE SAW FORNICATION
Chased through forest
Trips on roots
Thumping of my
Large work boots
Echoes behind him
Snapping sticks
Polesaw revving
His face I kick
Spinning blade
Crusted in blood
Escape from me
He thought he would
I just butchered
All his friends
And now his life
Comes to an end
Trudging through the grass
To his crawling body
Polesaw in his ass
My clothes and gear are bloodied
Run up through his back
As he stops screaming
Fucked with a polesaw
As he's profusely bleeding
Another butchered corpse here lays
Whopping body count to end the day
Another person dies to soon
To shock authorities by noon
Gore to death
My victims
Sent to the land of the dead
By a killer
Sinister
And fucked inside the head
Desire
To butcher and kill
The young and wild and free
Litter the grounds
A bloody mess
A violent killing spree
4. BEATING SEX WORKERS TO DEATH WITH A BASEBALL BAT
Found a little whore
With tats and a nice ass
Asked me for money
To view her premium snapchat
Payed her for sex
Followed her to her house
She took off her clothes
And I took my bat out
Thirty whacks across the face
Battered Gen Z slut disgrace
Beaten beyond recognition
Break her nose and impair vision
Skull collapses and brain leaks
From her ears her blood does seep
Her caked makeup coagulates
With blood and mucus on her face
Beat the stupid whore to death
Her stupid slutty friends are next
Just turned 18
Barely legal
Sold her body
For some quick cash
Lack of morals
Or father figure
Love is worth less
Than a piece of ass
Her dyed hair ripped and torn
Septum ring lays in brains
Plumped up lips busted
Easy-earned cash stolen
I track more sluts to kill
Batter and beat to death
Dismembered and stowed away
Unfound day after day
No respect
For sex workers
Or their genocide
By coathanger
Fuck your tumblr blogs
Your serial killer obsessions
The world should be purged
Of your presence
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