3 acessos
I listen to a thousand voices
all of different bodies
molested by worms that dance
where before was a pale skin
they move inside the rancid flesh.
worms that consume the deceased before me.
look the maggots dancing...
to spread my blood in cadaver
I want to take the cadaver from its grave!
the anxiety to put my fingers in the leaked eyes,
to consume the flesh...
to intoxicate myself with necroleak
I want to get more!
where is the knife that will cut the pieces?
i need to supply my refrigerator!
where's the hammer that will blow up the head?
i want to compost marrows in a jar,
conserve with coagulated blood
and worms to give the final taste for tonight
so my hunger will be satisfied