Lured into the den
Of the deranged
A monster preparing
Strangulation of it´s prey
Victim is lying still
Eyes vacant- left of life
Cleansing the body
Disposal- out of sight
Stiffs stocked up in piles
Unleashing a rotten smell
Colonies of insects
Infesting the smouldering carca**
A soul in torment
Causing havoc
Gathering of the dead
In their tomb of fire
Bagged then thrown
Into a funeral pyre
Inventing dreams- creating d**h
Murder is a- creative act
The skeletons broken apart
When they was removed
From their shallow final
Resting place
Resatisfied self esteem
Requiring nourishment in d**h