Acrostichon
EP • 1991
I set foot in my cottage Eyes attracted by human debris Floorboards covered with spinal fluid Oozing liquid putrescence Open the fridge; gory sight Human remains; total disgust Mummified body concealed Rotting corpse beneath Digging up corpses from remote graves Deathmasks fill every space on the wall Walking through the house dressed in human skin Wearing them for hours for peculiar thrills Am I the source of these human remains My mind is blank; an eternal haze Cannot remember the things I've done Lost remembrance, consciousness gone
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
Haunted with fear Watch the others die Experience of fear HUMAN FORMS WILL BURN Dehumanizing beings Filling the wickerman Celtic folk tradition HUMAN FORMS WILL BURN I cannot believe I deserve this fate Others did it too Hundreds of them are here Giant wooden statue Filled with criminals Exterior beauty Hundreds of them will die Smell of burning flesh Entering my brain Skin turns to black Blood boils, death Haunted with fear Watch the others die Experience of fear HUMAN FORMS WILL BURN
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
Life was misery Death was most likely Touch of impiety Mentally deficient Opened sacred places Maggots soon embraced me Weren't afraid to face me Mentally deficient Taken into medical care Thought it wasn't fair In my wrist a tear Mentally deficient Emptiness inside my head I cannot move my arms or legs Am I alive or dead Mentally deficient The doctor shook his head All my friends beside my bed On my face a sheet was spread Mentally deficient
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
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