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disarray 
Exposed to what's beneath 
Excoriated with glee
 
Decidedly, No! 
 
Caressing the enemy within 
Descending to unexplained sin 
 
Writhing

Amputations, mutilations
Excoriated bodies writhe

Pounds of flesh and pints of blood
Pay for the wars they galvanized
Ruined corpses crawl the circuit
Until

all has fallen apart
Falling through the fingers
Exhausted and used up

The mere thought excruciating
Mutating once good intentions
Excoriated

savour your skin…

Extemporaneous exploration
of the mass beneath the skull.
Countenance completely minced,
The cranial skin is excoriated.
Bulging eyes I

Amputations, mutilations
Excoriated bodies writhe

Pounds of flesh and pints of blood
Pay for the wars they galvanized
Ruined corpses crawl the circuit
Until

her maw
Ocular cavities eviscerated
Face excoriated by my fingernails
Her blood is on your hands

on impervious ears 

Excoriated limbs, severed heads 
Transfixed torsos, visceral residue 
Repugnant stench, of the dead 
Extremities accumulated to be dumped

mankind like locusts
Sanctifying the act of death
Under the blood red harvest moon
The horrors of my existence have become intuitive reality
Excoriated

Slicing deep into your excoriated abdomen
Slooping out guts when peritoneum is clouen

Your septic iliac fossa I excavate
Morbid organs I want

no fantasy

They'll be excoriated
Into the dark, into the fog

Arachnoid horrors shall exploit
Sanity forlorn, consuming all
The onslaught's

care 
Just love me. 

I don’t care if it gets complicated 
I don’t care if I’m excoriated 
I don’t care if the whole world is hate
I don’t care 
I don’t

you'll ever buy

Filthy lucre's gleam - leaves you excoriated at the seams
The rented corpse you've been, now teems, a necrovore's unburied dream
Coin

your skin  Extemporaneous exploration of the mass beneath the skull. Countenance completely minced The cranial skin is excoriated. Bulging eyes I pierce

Gorenography

Impaled

Dead Shall Dead Remain

2000

make my decision
The template enlarged to a grainy print
This excoriated exhibit, my final revision

[solo: "Welcome to the Bone Room" by L.d. Muerte]

Pathogenic Ocular Dissonance

Tourniquet

Pathogenic Ocular Dissonance

and
Compound eyes alien by design

Pathogenic Ocular Dissonance

Unravel the surcingle, clotted and much
Excoriated eons of life unsound
Avert your gaze,