Tortured souls

I will torturer her, I will torture her, I will torture as I have know nature. Always slash, the slasher, Slayer and slaughter, Be the ripper, and be the hater. Take a breath, and feel the pain, As rain of blood drool from the brain. The blood slain Splatter has your skull compound shatter, I got a taste for flesh and a thirst for gore, Murder and eat on a whore from next door On a living floor, The floor becomes a blood fest gore galore, Infested with a corpse decomposing war.