The Shrine Of Dahmer
Morbid fascination with dissection,
staring at a mass of guts, fantasy becomes a need
for human flesh. Dreams of autopsy, surgery,
flowing blood. Bring death to life
Victims drugged and battered, strangled dead
Bodies dragged to the cutting table,
skins removed and gutted
Fornication
...With the headless torsos of the dead
Aroused by the smell of death and festering
flesh and insides
Eating chunks of the butchered victim's hide
Dignity is stripped as their body is
lying in a broken mess, fucked and defiled!
Hot acid poured in their skulls
Acid burns neural paths
Grey matter a dripping mess
Genitals hacked off with a kitchen knife
Limbs dissolve in the acid bath
A bubbling vat of carnage
Mutilation
...carving off the muscle from the bones
Fucks the pile of steaming organs
He keeps their severed heads of souvenirs of his rampage
Box of dicks he keeps beside his bed!
Voices screaming, justifying...Build me a shrine!
Zombie slaves, brain dead serfs to the will of
the cannibal killer
Open up his head, gore is sickening, feasting on his brain
while he masturbates upon his corpse
Necrophagia, gorging on dead flesh
Digesting the corpses of the slain. Go!
Handheld drill lobotomy!
We love Jeff!
Necrophagia, gorging on dead flesh