Lesions of a Different Kind

Here's my fucking axe I put it in your head Instantly you're dead Adrenaline As I start to kill again Your life is meaningless Sharpening the axe Blunted by blunt force I'm killing more and more Adrenaline Suitably hacked to gore You can't get away Writhing in pain With a blade to the brain A legless attempt at escape Expanding your mind A second time With a blade To the brain Suitably hacked to gore You can't get away Writhing in pain With a blade to the brain Futile legless attempt at escape

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

An unknown being I cannot see But I hear it speaking to me aloud or in My head The shackles of sanity are now shed I am going insane The voices hunger will be tamed in time By my blade Kill them all Is what it says Desecrate them when they're dead Hang their bodies On hooks and pikes Stalking nightly I need more Kill them all Is what I'm told Compost their corpses For deadly mold Hang their corpses On hooks and pikes Stalking nightly I need more The skull is broken From my sneak attack It makes no sound You're dead This is your dying ground The head is dripping I bashed it in You're fucked My dishonor knows no bounds

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Strapped down To ensure that I can view The pendulum will Be tearing through First his skin Then the cheekbones The waiting subsides While he dies I pull the chain Resetting The pendulum To cut on me As I climb On top of him His tongue is Still wriggling His gurgling Will not haunt me long The blade is near To my own guts In disgust, reviled In disgust, spewing fucking bile In disgust, stifled crying In disgust, struck flesh and dying The swinging blade Is cutting me Blood shining light Dim reflection of guts Strewn around the room When they find me What will they assume Too much blood for one body The others' caskets will be exhumed Entranced by the pendulum

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Heaving steel On a blood-soaked battlefield Where men meet their fate A man runs up to me By sword organectomy His insides I'll dissimulate Taking the swing at him Watching the life, the life it takes He's lying crumpled on the ground in pain His guts are out of him Their ranks are not of this Earth, What could they be With hanging dead eyes, What can they see Taking the swing at him Watching the life, the life it takes He's lying crumpled on the ground in pain His guts are out of him Kick and I kick and I kick His pain has no limits I kick and I kick and I kick Turning his guts into gibs His guts are decimated With my boot's Metal toes I deliver Mortal blows

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Mass grave of the re-killed dead A sight not perceived with sight Remains grant me a vision Disturbing the afterlife Perverted rebirth cycle Soul disembowelment Pain able to be perceived No body to die and stop it Sentient, their souls Abiding their torment Groveling at surreptitious offerings That are lies For dead ears Nothing left but agony They're all but gone They're there just enough To spend all time In agony Mass grave of the re-killed dead A sight not perceived with sight Remains grant me a vision Disturbing the afterlife Opening my eyes. Now I perceived my hands crushing The fucking skill to gain The knowledge trapped within Staple it shit, too much to contain It's seeping out Apperceived

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

The collar is pulling On my tired neck The stench is unbearable To my heaving stomach Added weight keeps my pace slow Hunters will surely catch me now That I'm chained to a heap And dragging it to escape Plodding on the ground At a steady pace Heart beating twice as fast Due to the chase Close to a job As close as I can manage All my strength Just to avoid more cranial damage

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Preternatural inner mind Barbaric bludgeoning Commence the psychic attack The apparition puppeteering Subjected to various soul torturings For the knowledge inside Eons and eons spent suffering Will you spill what lies deep In your mind? Torture from beyond Inhumanly foul utterance And a flash of pain Pulling your lifeless, dragged under dirt Your soon to be discarded remains Shallow hole, earthly and cosmic This is your grave As the dirt is piling up The captors speak "This one shall be raised" Is this it The universe finds a fit Subservient in the unnamed Serving entities who wear no rank

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025