Dominated by Diabolical Creatures - Horde Casket

Wondering through the woods you find an old and decomposing old house

You go inside and there you find wasted and forgotten things

Walk in to a room, The door suddenly slams shut behind you

The door won’t open, You try to get out

It won’t open

The cabinet and closet doors thrust open

Holes in the ceiling and walls unveil

Small creatures, The most disgusting species

Ultra-tiny breed malformed and pale

Sores with regurgitating pus heads

Small diabolical creatures come from all around

Attacking ferociously

The first one stabs your toe with scissors

You scream out in pain

Enraged, You stomp on his head

Blood and brains spill out of the bastards head

Now you’ve been assaulted by three more

From the ceiling one jumps on your head, Biting chucks from your ear

Another shoved a sewing needle on your dick

One leaps onto your hand and bites off your finger

Falling to the ground in agony

Being overcome and swarmed on by the rest

Being stabbed and feasted upon

Lying to waste while being devoured by little critters

Sewing needles, nails and scissors cover your body

Hunters hear the screams from the woods

They go to the house and run up the stairs

Slamming open the door to see the most heinous site

In sheer panic they unload their assault rifles

One by one their brains splatter on the walls

Guts and blood disentegrate into the fucking mist