I utter a giggle of intense fury
As heads roll on the cold floor
Blood sprays out like a week's kept urine.
Their meet reveals itself,pigmented by blood
Spilling all over the dusty ground
Like overly spilt lard
Red and oversliperry all around.
Gathered and piled up intestines
Like a beaten python half-dead
This ghastly site feeds my smile
And further kills my conscience that was already dead
Screams of a dying human
Echoe all my life in this overgrown ear
and feed my growing hate tumor
that forces my brain to hate more of the living each year.
My axe is blood-sustained
But i shall,this killing sustain.
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