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  1. 1Awkward Chimes
    Awkward Chimes. Little boy, murdered so young, Family are sad, but not enough, (Haunted with visions of missing eyes. ). Uncomfortable smells troubled the coroner. Leaving behind his miserable family....
  2. 2Banquet Of The Pigs
    Banquet of the Pigs. "Tomorrow we will ruin the Christian Church!". The Ugly Men were very happy. Betrayed by flesh, they have a bone to pick. Soon their actions were unholy, but persistent....
  3. 3Beast From The Dungeon
    Beast from the Dungeon. I hear grunts. Grunts of perverts. Men with toasted heads, Melted beyond recognition. This is the place were lunatics rot. "To Hell with them all", The humped Gate K...
  4. 4Consult The Midget
    Consult the Midget. Let the Midget speak, His exceptional words are unusually-wise. Nostrils flared, hair matted with pus. The Midget vomits. Oh how the midget suffered. At the hands of his daddy. Evi...
  5. 5Dark Robed Preacher
    Dark Robed Preacher. Holy eccentric wallops young children. He drowns bold boys. Trampling heads is a tremendous habit. Excelled in by this Wicked Preacher. Rarely a crippled victim escapes. Fleeing s...
  6. 6Drowning Twit
    Drowning Twit. Chalices of blood, Confession boxes of limbs, A church so dark, Sick, warped, bent mind. Crazy Priest hungry for repent. Pale boy, needing love, Needing nourishment. Priest that require...
  7. 7Filthy Old Man
    Filthy Old Man. Birth of a disabled pervert, a beautiful dream, Only the horned divels can love him. Ocular protrusions bursting with pus, Mounds of black slop, weeping its. Olfactoral gaque. No more...
  8. 8Grind Crusher
    Grind Crusher. Beautiful clamp. Great oily Titan. Stinking machine of Bludgeon. Flattening heads for us. Squashing torsos. The crusher's equitous genocide. Shows no discrimination. Running only d...
  9. 9Inbred Bishop, The Son Of The Horse
    Inbred Bishop, The Son of the Horse. My father, they said, Was a horse. An equine creation I truly am. But strangeness is no quality. For forgiving sinners. No blessings will be found. For the defiler...
  10. 10Leg Cutter
    Leg Cutter. The leg cutter has arrived, Cutting legs at random. Smiling and laughing as he goes. (On his tip-toes. ). Merry at his work. "Off with your legs! Ha ha ha!", he screams, "No...
  11. 11Little Boy, Scream
    Little Boy, Scream. The Bishops arrive, a fanfare of horns. Brandishing kourbashes. To knout the little prick. This contest is inevitable: boy can't win. Invented by the Mental Mongrels. Huntsmen...
  12. 12March To Haitus
    March to Haitus. Haitus, Land of the Crushers. Hums of Grinders. Rotten souls wither in urine and blood. Disgusting screams of babies on spits, Sustain the flames, That burn the wretched twits. Fools,...
  13. 13Minge Mites
    Minge Mites. Released from the Dark Castle, Black dawn, the Minge Mites scatter. Yonder valleys, the Mites make people suffer, The armies will be annihilated, Their cadavers promptly digested. Horns p...
  14. 14Morbid Brain
    Morbid Brain. The hooded madman lives, Bestial carnage ensues his horse, Filthy-mongy-brain dribbles with insanity. Hatchet in hand, the lunatic giggles. The horror-monger destroys people. Oh, how he...
  15. 15Moxy Trollop
    Moxy Trollop. Troreon Ogre Trollop, regurgitate. Orgasmic slop, she masturbates. Ogsidal sinep, maggot-ridden womb. Urinal flaps of infertile doom....
  16. 16Peasant Kill
    Peasant Kill. He kills. Peasants make grand victims, Their faces disfigured, By the blades he wields. A man with a hump, He kills with pride:. Murder urges all orgasms. His gut tightens. Ugly monkey-f...
  17. 17Pillage The Altar
    Pillage the Altar. Treacherous blasphemy they called it. Poetry it was. No option; altar goes. Spilling the holy muck-savage's trinkets. They are dead, Because their heads were chopped off. Fritt...
  18. 18Valley Of The Carcai
    Valley of the Carcai. 25304 B. C. The Year of Our Master. He arose to crush the fleeing infidels. With a mighty swoop the Living. Were not. He played with children. In a beautiful way. Fatherly in all...
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