Vacation

Time and pressure, yes they come back to me
That millisecond between piercing the skin and hitting an artery
Or the additional pressure needed to break a rib with the blade
To bounce off of the sternum and unlock this cage

Remember the pressure, yes that oh so sweet pressure
As the knife pierced his heart, and as it sprayed it's liquid life treassure
Into your mouth and all over your face, as you attempt to devour any trace
You can never allow them to find DNA on your person or in your place

Most wouldn't believe what goes into making a hog bleed or a widow grieve
Your fucking mind has to enter a world that few would believe
Negatives becomes positive, no's becomes yes
Thought becomes instant action, there is no time to second guess

What you do, you did, the scene is playing out in your head
The night is still early so pose this one on his bed
Make it look as if he's asleep, never leave them looking dead
"Yes he does look peaceful" is what they all said

Few would know that below the covers, his torso is ripped
Or of the screams that he released as he dangled on the knifes tip
I placed the blade in his hand and I took the time to put his shoes back on
I posed him as the ultimate warrior before rigomortis came on

I sprinkled sulphur all around, so that my minions all could tell
That this soul has already been processed and I Is Me sent his ass to hell
But the hunger is on and I was yearning for more
That's when I saw her coming out of the corner store

Brand new jeans designed to look old and torn
Black leather boots and jacket, with a ponytail plaited on
I knew the path that she took, the trail had been worn
By the time that I'm finished with her, haha, she'll be posed for porn

She's already aware of me, she's familiar with my face
As I approached offering my help, she slowed her pace
She felt at ease with me allowing me to carry her bags all the way to her place
Our conversation was smooth, from who we knew to movie taste

With talk this good, you know that I was offered up to her apartment
The knives in the kitchen reminded me of my department
Snatched from the back, she never saw me coming
The voices in my ears has now started screaming, no longer humming

Grabbed her by the mouth and ponytail, dragging her ass down to the floor
Fed her half the length of a butcher knife, and heard her begging for more
I whispered into her ear my thanks, and gave her an invitation from hell
Posed her ass with both legs behind her head surrounded by an ancient spell

First responders can't believe that someone could see all this pussy and then just leave
But there are more souls needing to be retrieved, besides the family needs time to grieve
I took time away from this shit, hell grant me a reprieve
But with some many soul crying for I Is Me, it seems I'll never leave