a pregnant Jane stepped into the slaughterhouse
located on 13th street,
bloody stench overwhelming
a savage brutal butcher in white, she gave him a order
"hack the within my sinful body into pieces!"
she's legs spread wide open, on the dissecting table
the sharpened tool inserted and injected
"my atrocity dominates your inner flesh!"
bitch Jane!
blood runs cold throbbing heartwork petrified
she remained just a deranged cadaver
the butcher choked me, absolute pain
my body mutilated into pieces, endless hunger
there is no choice but tossing decapitated head,
amputated limbs, raped soul into a black bag
who has the authority to judge my sin
who has the power of god inflict torture
they must be don't feel pain and sadness
fuck it fuck it
Jane paid for the slaughter to the brutal soul ripper
reproducing sacrificial victims with Jane's contribution
swamped in the flood of pus and gore isolated in a bag full of parts
full of disintergrated flesh