Tørtürę 3

You awaken in chains
Shackled to the wall you
Feel so cold
You start getting a headache
You put your hand on your head
It stings
You look at your hand
Full of blood
Yes I did scalp you
That is one ugly red bald spot you have
I look at you as you cry
You don't say anything you just cry
As if you knew this was going to happen
I pick up my scalpel
And I skin you alive
I start from your fingers
I go up your arms
You scream
At the agony
Of your skin peeling from your arm
I go up your shoulder and down your chest
I go down further and further till I get to your toes
You look I'll like your about to pass
So I hurry it up
I go for your other arm
And go up that arm past your shoulder
Onto your neck
And then I reach your chin I go up further
Them you pass from this world
You just
Flip down like a ragdoll
I laugh at you
It's so amusing
Just seeing you flop
Down and die
Sort of like a dick
So I cut the rest of your skin off
And just sew your skin to a mannequin
I couldn't be fucked getting a drink so I just go to
Bed
Good night
And sweet nightmares