Enter the count 

In all his grimoire testimony

Generations of genocide

Severed sex glands to his delight

Meatuses litter the ground

Every step-hundreds of genitals

Placed here for the kingdom of sodomy

Fanfare of depraved in despair

Blinding stench of carnage

Dismembered, discarded

Kill?

Hate?

Decreate.



In the perineum and out the mouth

Quartered by wooden spikes

Absence of genitalia

Hidden by disgorged abdomen

Entrails spill upon the land and then

swept aside to my delight



Enter the tyrant

With all his carnal necrophelia

Generations of genocide

Severed sex glands to his delight

Meatuses under your feet

Placed here for the kingdom of sodomy



A cornucopia of throbbing gutshed

The sand is blood red

And stained with disease

Every appendage is pinned and held high

A testament to humanity

Cannot you just die?

Everything you know.

Everything you love.

Must be destroyed.

You die annihilated



Islets and divided sectors

For every body part

Standing in fields of disease

Praying on bended knees

That you might survive

As you've lost your arms

As they've tossed your legs

The hounds now eat the carnage

A fleshy turf now thrives

You've died of your wounds

Earthen visceral womb

Geography-a tomb



Enter the christian

So blind in your demise

Impossible to run

With spikes through your thighs

Meatuses litter the street

Placed here for the kingdom of sodomy