An Act Of The Unspeakable - Autopsy

The hate I have for you

I swore I never would unleash

But here you are in pieces

Lying at my sweaty feet

I masturbate with guilt

While looking at your distant eyes

I’ve had your torso seven times

Yet still my dick does rise

Lobing up your lifeless cunt

With blood from where your legs were

I slide in with ease

My soul you please

Finger your rectum

You’re just as good in death as life

I don’t know why I waited

Your head is gone

You cannot speak

Can’t think of what I hated

You fucking whore!

Fuck you!

Now I tire of stretching out

Your dead and bleeding twat

Variety is what I crave

So with my knife I cut

Your ass and cunt are now as one

I join them with a slice

The blood and defecation

On my hard-on feels so nice