Psycho Scream: Nightmare Avenue

Bullets stand erect directly projecting from

The decaying flesh hugging gauzy esophaguses

Like unicorn horns delivering vast oceans

Of blood oaths upon their palms



With octave ranges of innocent angels

Tainted with the sexy sins carved

By the tainted fingers of evil deeds

Awaiting the taste of the nether regions



Of a destitute harlot; I must warn you

She grows weary of using her body

As a pedestal to your waterfalls of semen

Yet she suckles your penis with the fury

Of a thousand demons on the prowl to slaughter