Trying to conceal his murders the 

Maniac 

Stabs the heart 

Stops the flow 

Cleaning up the blood's a problem he 

Now solves 

Hooks through heels 

Hung and bled 



Corpses are suspended by their feet 

Swaying dripping bloody piece of meat 

Fastened to the ceiling leaking gore 

Splashing down to the floor 



Congealing fluids fester the stench 

Revolting septic gruel 

Putrid slop 

Licks the surface of his dungeon 

A gruesome meal 

Rancid feast live on death 



Corpses dangle lifeless gray and cold 

Rotting flesh the meat hooks lose their 

Hold 

Stenching body falls onto the ground 

Bones and flesh form a mound 



Sanguinary killer will not stop 

Hanging dead replacing those that drop 

Blood he drinks like wine their flesh 

His bread in his maw dripping red 

Hung and bled 



Oozing blood the butcher's victims 

Soak the concrete 

Putrefy 

Halls of dread 

Draped with death 

Ornate crimes 

Stalactites made of flesh 

Festooned with innards 

Gaining life 

Sentient place, the stone walls 

Breathe 

Hungry soul 

It can think 

A genuine living hell 

Created by 

The butcher he lost control 

Owner and property change their roles 

Constantly feeding the gluttonous room 

He once ruled the chamber 

Now it's his tomb 



Hung by their feet 

Drained of blood 

Swallowed by death 

Greed of this place 

Bodies 

Decay, devoured by evil 

Slave to this hell 

He creates 

Undying 



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Corpses are suspended by their feet 

Swaying dripping bloody piece of meat 

Fastened to the ceiling leaking gore 

Splashing down to the floor 

Corpses he suspended turning pale 

All the blood drained into his grail 

Fastened to the ceiling dry and dead 

Fluids of life have been shed 

Hung and bled