Wake up in a sweat. Blood in my mouth. Fainted by the torture, had no time to shout. A gathering of freaks, and evil plot, a feast. Trapped in the furnace, sacrificial to the beast.
Temperature's increased, searing my skin. I start to realize I'm the last of my kin. Acrid, devastation in the furnace of fate. Bubbles on my body, I know it's far too late. Hair is removed by the embers hiss. Retarded people laugh, worthless life in a bliss. Eyes leave their sockets, sour taste of pus. Abscess boiling, burst and gush.
Oven of disgust, companion of distrust. Medium rare for the course is a must. See the bastard smile, will be devoured by them freaks. Genitals charred, I pay the price for being meek.
The hatch is open. Topping me in spice. Roasted body, their hunger's my demise.
They sit around the table, those ugly fucks. Served as a three-course dinner, yucks! Excrements boil, they don't seem to care. Brunch of flesh gobbets, in their lair.
My final rest on a silver plate. I hope they choke on my limbs, showing my hate. Bred in a line of incesticide. Sick and deformed, not on my side.
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