JONATHAN

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Eyes wired shut Every bone broken Worms and maggots awoken Rotting decay takes over your face The black fluid flows free from your ears Mold penetrates your grave The cryptic stench rushes though my head I squeeze your flesh as it falls off the bone Hotel for a hundred rotting corpses Worms wiggle though your eye sockets Walls painted with blood and made of stone Twisting necks off bodies I gnaw on whats left I rip the flesh I mangle it A hatched though your skull The crimson seeps though Your blood runs cold Over my hands And down my throat I nail your head to the wall Your face as a mask Covers the monster that is me my fav.