Preacher of Sodomy
Friday, March 11th, 2011
Take you with my skinning hearth
Strap you in my restraining chair
Clean and hone my instruments
Then the torture will begin
Blood drips off your finger tips
Drool sags down from your chin
Eyes roll back and jowls clench
I vigorously carve and peel your skin
Chunks of skin fly through the air, nauseating pool of piss
And...





























































