A Slaughter of Roses
Monday, August 23rd, 2010
Revengeful corpse out to kill
Smell the stench, your guts will spill
Vomit for a mind, maggots for a cock
With his axe the corpse will chop
Stare into his eyes
Now in his spell
Kiss the rotting flesh
Now you’re in hell
Drink from the goblet, the goblet of gore
Taste the zombie’s drug, now you want more





























































