1. EATING THE DEAD

In the morgue
Meals are found
Rotted meat
All Around
Refigerated
By Dead
I devour
The cold flesh

Dead bodies
Eaten for lunch
Maggots add
An extra crunch
With every bite
Blackened blood pours out
Really brings
The flavor out

In the grave
I dig for food
Feasting under the moon
Dead bodies,distinct taste
Embalming fluid
Marinates

I devour
My festering feast
Life sustained
By eating the deceased

I rip them apart
Piece by piece
Pale,rotting flesh
Stuck between my teeth

Their lifeless heads
Smashed while they rot
I eat their brains
It's food for thought

Getting bodies
And eating the dead
Tastes so fucking good
And keeps me fed


2. ASSISTED SUICIDE

You want to die
I’m glad to oblige

Wish that you were dead
Thoughts of suicide
I will save your soul
With your homicide

Because this will fucking hurt
I tie you to a chair
My knife starts to cut
Your screams fill air

Your pain will last
You will die slow

The pain is agonizing
It lasts for days
Every severance cauterized
With searing pain

You thought your life sucked
You wanted to die
Compared to what I did
Your life was fucking nice
Days spent with my carving knife
Now you know true pain in life
Finally your death is done
You are welcome


3. FILLED WITH ROT

By a madman’s wish
I was brought from the grave
Recreating my life
Their own they couldn’t save

Shredding throats
And ripping out eyes
Removing the guts
A feast for the flies

I lay back down
Until the mess is discovered
Can’t blame me
I’m just a cadaver

At night I leave
Ideas in my mind
I break into a home
Intestines trailing behind

Killing the husband
I take the wife
Ripping her clothes
I defile her life

My rotting nails drag
Into her back
Spewing out maggots
As I cough and hack

The maggots crawl around
Into her wounds
I lick her cunt and
Throw up more in her womb

Biting her side
To rip into the skin
Organs hot and fresh
I stick it in

Fucking her guts
Intestines wrapping around
Exploding her kidney
A gruesome sound

Filled with my rot
Her screams have stopped
Her skin is cold
I call the cops

I lay back down
To again be dead
When they find us
They’ll put me back in bed


4. FUNERAL SLAUGHTER

A loved one dies, his funeral they attend
Tears fill their eyes, his life at its end
No one knows why, the reason for his death
To their surprise, the corpse regains its breath

To the casket
Confused mourners approach
With sudden violence
The creature lunges for their throats

Penetrates their veins with his gleaming fangs
Their blood drips from his lips
Fearing for their lives there’s nowhere to hide
Filled with dread, drained till dead

Mourners hide in the funeral home
Victims lie emptied and cold
Creature smiling as he hunts
Funeral slaughter has begun


5. ORGANS IN THE MAIL

Strange package you've received
Brown box tied with string
Rip it open, see what's inside
Strong odor of formaldehyde
Wrapped in paper a strange object
Pick it up, it's sticky and wet
Underneath it what do you see ?
Blood stained note from me

Writing in Blood I describe their death
And the token ripped from their chest
I have enclosed a gift of gore
I'll send another from the next corpse

Next week another package arrives
You can already guess what's inside
Before you open it you call the cops
But my killing spree can't be stopped

They cry, they scream
As I remove their spleen
Souvenir from their pain
Send to to their remains

They died a bloody death
Send an organ from the mess
No return address to find
As organs in the mail arrive