CARRION
Gather around my sweet meats, your Prince of Justice and Genocide has something to say. Long gone is the time of the tentacle and the age of the Gods and mercy! We are the fighters of the middle, a second act in a three part meat play and I WILL WIN BEST SUPPORTING ACTOR!

CaRrIon

I taste the gore, I smell the crying and I WANT MORE! I want to bathe in your flesh and savor your fear, I wanna live inside a castle built of your agony and I WANT TO CRUMBLE IS WITH AN AXE TO YOUR CAROTID ARTERY. I eat the loot and breathe the numbers because I AM A MONSTER now and forever, NO-ONE can stop the rising tide of blood, spit and bile that will wash over this world and ALL OTHERS! The teeth, the blood and the screaming, it will never end, it will start over and over again a never ending 24/7 murder spree where you can't stop the killing and you don't want to!

EAT THE CARRION

I see red, blood drink, organic arm jabbers, feel good needles, shiny soul stabbers! A pungent kill stick, MINE, MINE, MINE!

Vermin

QUIET NOISES, STRANGLE THE WHISPERS OUT OF THEM WITH A BONESAW

MARTYR

Why aren't my fingers in someones eye sockets right now? Why aren't my fingers in someones eye sockets right now? Why aren't my fingers in someones eye sockets right now? Why aren't my fingers in someones eye sockets right now? Why aren't my fingers in someones eye sockets right now? Why aren't my fingers in someones eye sockets right now? Why aren't my fingers in someones eye sockets right now? Why aren't my fingers in someones eye sockets right now?

VERMIN MARTYR

I've got guts to pound! Babies to squeeze the whispers out of! I'm going to kill your friends and your family, turn them inside out and turn them into a red splatter along the tracks of humanity!

I know what I have become. I am the inside of this world!?euihgureidjquew2`1df48tu54

VIOLATIONS

I'll never forget the way her holes cried, the way she screamed in agony as she pushed the knife slowly into my sternum, such a beautiful symphony of feelings and by the end of it SHE WAS SO MUCH GREATER! MY OPERATIC DIVA OF FLESH AND STEEL!

SOULS SHOULD COULD

Box cover, box cover, I'm the one who eat the sternum, you can't swallow my morality like a lollipop pill. VOICES EMPTY HOLLOW THUD.

FIN.

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