Hammer Smashed Face

There's something inside me It's, it's coming out I feel like killing you Let loose the anger, held back too long My blood runs cold Through my anatomy, dwells another being Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding Brutality now becomes my appetite Violence is now a way of life The sledge my tool to torture As it pounds down on your forehead Eyes bulging from their sockets With every swing of my mallet I smash your fucking head in, until brains seep in through the cracks, blood does leak distorted beauty, catastrophe Steaming slop, splattered all over me Lifeless body, slouching dead Lecherous abcess, where you once had a head Avoiding the prophecy of my new found lust You will never live again, soon your life will end I'll see you die at my feet, eternally I smash your face facial bones collapse as I crack your skull in half Crushing, cranial, contents Draining the snot, I rip out the eyes Squeezing them in my hands nerves are incised Peeling the flesh off the bottom of my weapon Involuntarily pulpifying facial regions Suffer, and then you die Torture, pulverized At one with my sixth sense, I feel free To kill as I please, no one can stop me Created to kill, the carnage continues Violently reshaping human facial tissue Brutality becomes my appetite Violence is now a way of life The sledge my tool to torture As it pounds down on your forehead

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 23, 2025

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Butchery, my meat hooks sharpened to penetrate. Emasculate gouging crotches I will eat. Hung upside down, holes punctured through half chewed gristle. Debauchery with dead bodies, turning green. Upheaval of human entrails, deterioration of grated genitals dangling from the hooks, obscene feelings deep inside me. Dislocating, separating a blood-drenched body. Begin the anal grouting! Awaiting insertion to rip out intestine. Bodily destruction, vulgar molestation. Treachery, never ending soul ripping, lifeless bodies rot, petrified. Clogging veins, pressure building, scabbing clotted sores dehydrate. Condemned to life of obscurity, dismal dimensions of my being. I explore my thoughts through murder, devoting my life to mutilation. Streams of blood saturate, grubs feed on dilapidated stumps, darkness overshadowing the killing. Eyes now dilate, bodies disintegrate. Razor sharp hooks implanted in your rectum. Splitting bodies, spilling guts on the ground. Sodomizing living beings with my utensils. Stabbing on your life, stripped of all your skin. Disgusting to the world, beauty to my eyes. The body lying naked, discharging my infection. Invigorating while I kill, intoxicating, invoking suffering on human beings. Grinding orifices, my only therapy, sculpting gore, muscle tissue. Reshaping mounds of flesh, deformation. Skulls of victims stacked like trophies. Bleeding from your arse, sudden blood ejection.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 23, 2025

Early hours, open road, family of five on their way home. Having enjoyed a day in the sun, their encounter with gore has just begun. A homicidal fool not knowing left from right now has the family in his sight. Trying to perceive if he's blind or insane, he steers his car into the other lane. Both of them collide, expressions horrified. Head on at full speed, the vultures will soon feed. The father of three was impaled on the wheel as his skull became a part of the dash. His eyeballs ejected his sight uneffected, he saw his own organs collapse. His seatbelt was useless for holding him back, it simply cut him in two. Legs were crushed, out leaked pus as his spinal cord took off and flew. The mother took flight through the glass and ended up impaled on a sign. Her intestines stretched from the car down the road for a quarter of a mile. Fourth child on the way won't live another day. Fetus on the road with mangled little bones. Little children fly, not a chance to wonder why. Smashed against the ceiling, all their skin burning and peeling. Shards of glass explode, chest and skull now implode. Corpses they've become and graves will have to be dug. Underneath the wheels burning rubber on your face. Bleeding from your eyes, the slaughtered victims lies. Knowing what he's done, he just backs up one more time. Laughing at the mess, a pile of meat on the street. One child left slowly dying now, arteries gushing blood. Now it's time to feed on flesh, the gore has just begun. One child left slowly dying now, arteries gushing blood. Now it's time to feed on flesh, the gore has just begun. Early hours, open road, family of five on their way home. Having enjoyed a day in the sun, their encounter with gore has just begun. A homicidal fool not knowing left from right now has the family in his sight. The look of death in my eye, surely no one will survive. Just a pile of mush left to dry in the sun. I see my fresh kill left on the road. Remains of your bodies, mangled and torn. I see my fresh kill left on the road. Remains of your bodies, mangled and torn. His seatbelt was useless for holding him back, it simply cut him in two. Legs were crushed, out leaked pus as his spinal cord took off and flew. The mother took flight through the glass and ended up impaled on a sign. Her intestines stretched from the car down the road for a quarter of a mile. One child left slowly dying now, arteries gushing blood. Now it's time to feed on flesh, the gore has just begun.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 23, 2025