Engineering the Dead

Why not trample the vermin crawling beneath your feet ? Why not drown the parasitic rats which you lead ? They leech on your back, squander the air you breath Minced intestines, nail-pierced genitals amputated limbs, urine injection A misantropic murder mind more corpses to roast and grind Prisoner of war, casualty of doctinal gore Block II-a moribund humans store Anition through hibernal confinement Don't ask what was this implants content How long can a human being stand up straight? At which point does medical intervention come too late? Surgical experiments, the infernal doctor awaits Ingrained hatred and pathological ingenuity it takes Subordinate to the doctor of death Hydrocyanic fumes shall fill your last breath A genocidal strategy with immaculate tact

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 22, 2025

Rancour fed I grasp her head Hurl her ass against the wall Merry thoughts I disenthrall Taking my nails to devour her entrails With excremental lubricant I force them down in her cunt Violently piercing her insides - Emotions I can no longer hide Feel the steel engrain - Enjoy the skewering pain Anal crucifixion - Hammering Suffer in humility - Piercing to the vaginal cavity Sanguinary feces - Nailing She regurgitates the blood - emerging from your sieved guts Oligophrenic debaucheries - mutilations one never sees Affectionate reminiscences - A canvas of carnal decadence Expediting decay, defecating matter - Sphinctral impalement, lancing her bladder Rectal and intestinal suffering - Lacerating delights I bring Mutilated in her riddled ass - Remnants of what she once was You dirty slut you get what you deserve Defecating as haematemsia emerge Meathook penetration - Rectal defenstration A morbid row of guts & gore With your mangled bowels scattered on the floor

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 22, 2025

Serialistic - Thriving on my lust to kill A half gnashed torso skulpted at my will Blood is pumping as I retract the cleaver Necrotic fungus, man has found its redeemer Enter into the realm of gore Parisitic I feed on you worms Where love is cancer and apathy is bliss I - am an artist of coital bile Forcing my ways into flesh with desire Incinerations of those who stand amidst More bodies for me to roast and grind... Voluptiosly I trampled, rendered to snot Savagely I lacerate, grinding your fucking face Aroused by the pile of chunks I must satisfie my needs The gasping wounds are grasping Around my flesh impaling cock Upon your cadaver I piss...

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 22, 2025

Stroke of twelve rings out Deep within the grave a shout Scraping coffin lids beneath rorulent soil Resuscitation of moral coil Artifical rebirth Shaking off the dust and earth Resurgence from beyond the grave Necrotomy of the long decayed Haematobic corpse machines Vivifying deceased human beings Contrivance implantation Nucleus of resurrection Resecting mouldered viscara Rabidly refining my cacaesthesia Rapacity of man The hunger of the damned Stench of rotting flesh Guts torn out of heaving chest Carnal gluttony feeds the hecatomb Earth gradually succumbs

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 22, 2025

Random torture, suffer by my hand Slicing and cutting, submit to my torment Pierced with nails, wired to the ceiling Reincarnated puppet, patched human being Vacillating on the verge in a blaze of gory Moulding the eructations of my carnal artistry Gathering the insides, winnowing inferior guts I sever and dismember, hack fervidly with gasping cuts Muscular limbs, a perfect casket The slenderest torso, how fanatic can I get ? Different corporal parts, agglutinated with suture From a mental delusion to a morbid stature Rashes of skin, stitched from within I'm pulling the strings, resurgence spreads its wings Veins are dangling, bloody chunks exfoliate Its countenance purses, the artifact expectorates My creative is urge fed by engineering the dead Excessive gore is what I need to nurture my carnarstistic need

Fecal obsession, Fixated on my own turds Sewed down the anus Forcing the crad to fester among my intestines Walking heap of human methane Ready to burst giving the impression of pregnancy The turds start to revolt, taking over it's host Internal infestation propagating it's way The intestinal walls colapse injecting veins with filth Walking human methane bomb ready to crack As shit is oozing out of my pores, my colon walls to collaps Walking human methane bomb ready to hatch Shit is thrusting in my veins- cardiac arrest Sphinctral enthrallment - shit pumping up the smothered rectum Sphinctral enthrallment - internal bloodflow congested by feces The pedestool randomly sprayed with feces and guts A pittoresque canvas of coprophageous hordseuvers Bypassers repulsed by the burning anal scent, All admiring this sculpture of steaming excrements Adding puke to the recipe Admiring this shinctral abattoir, victims of this coprophageous war Getting off the stench of bile and spunk, i sphincturbate and defile Sphinctral enthrallment

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 22, 2025

Abraising your eye socket walls Imploding your eyeballs Orgasm piercing through your brain Shining cum, perforating pain I pull the trigger and I cum With your head speared on my gun Observe the metal coming near The gory end of your moral fear Riot-fuck the faccial breed Hallowed be this cleansing dead Frightened face splits wide open Sickly pleased I shoot again Cranium spread all over the floor Chunks of brain slide from the door I could kill every last one of you Skullfuck you all is what I'll do

Again I penetrate the graveyard soil My necrotic needs are reborn Thrashing my way into the infested I catch a glimpse of the dead Choosing my fuckhole - an adrenaline brush Forcing my pole into her cave, dyhadrated & harsh Irritated by the decomposed urethra, A mushier twat I seek Amidst the heap of decaying matter A bloated cadaver stands out Gnashing and bashing into these infested Festering wounds start to reek I thrust her into half - Bathing in spunk Thrusting and pumping my meatpole Savagely I ejaculate, The worm invested cavities impaled Congesting the crud beneath The warmth of my seed, infiltration through the urinal tube The parasites start to feed, orgasm achieved by the Gnashing of my beef These corpses that now lie defiled I stalk this soil with lust The next carcass heavily impaled, more dead tissue on my cock Unsaturated by the ones below Digging, digging, eaten from inside All that rots must clear my path...

Submitted by Pestilence — Nov 07, 2025