"MACABRE DREAMS"      

I got plenty of tales from the darkside.
This ain't no murder ride,more like suicide.
Tales of life,tales of death.
Grimm nightmares that cease your breath.
Masters of terror,masters of horror.
Bodies hidden underneath the floor.
Night stalker shit talker dead walker.
No sunshine no light prefer darker.
My words are like an exploding poetic hellhound.
A gathering to the carnival of dead souls all around.
Lunatics in a bloody frenzy, razorblades to throats.
The same devil you love,the damned soul you know.
It's a helleva sight,a helleva fright.
Death constantly lurking in the shadows.
Like children of the corn it's he who walks behind the rows.
Tortured and tormented screams galore.
Chandaliers,fireplace mantels adorned with decapitated whores.
Popped eyeballs,chopped limbs,gallons of gore.
Arms,legs,heads,torsos on the bedroom door.
This disturbing tale is about the coming end of the world.
A complete masterpiece of pure horror.
Blood splatter madness,no time for sadness.
For the wicked there is no rest.
Pure savagery & scares,truth or dare.
Blood curdling screams,i don't care.
This is all beyond shock value,it's all about pain.
Pain in the brain,numbed by cocaine,no game,no name.
To soothe this migraine i prefer to walk in the rain.
Brutal to the core and even more.
Murder to sore,lifes bore,all expendable even whores.
Decaying corpses.
No more choices.
Strange is normal.
Inside a dark place is formal.
Maniacs becoming homicidal.
Dark cold basements.
Bodies underneath the pavement.
This is where i end this.
Death brings us all into eternal bliss!!!!!