Victim No. 52

In the beginning of a monster, there were strange desires An aspiration to inflict pain on the prey And to see the blood of a victim creeping in the dark But fantasy is nothing for Leonard's growing needs And so he begins to outline the borders of his reality So beware! When the masterpiece of the morbid mind is planned with care He begins to build up a catacomb of your most heinous dread Fright!!! In the eyes... Of the dying When she sees her family dismembered The chainsaw starts to mangle, ripping the girl of her own She's awake and screams for her life The sickness of bloody dismemberment unites In the twisted smell of blood and gasoline The full moon is rising and the chainsaw is hot Horror resurrected Eyes gleaming in the dark Behing the glass, enjoying the freak show Watching you crawl in the blackness The fear is embodying And it makes you wanna die What is he going to do next? Leave me alone! Chainsaw sings in the night Leonard has the magic touch Elegant gory murder Good ol' ultraviolence The distant sound of butchering Incineration... 200 pounds of intestinal powder Fright!!! In the eyes... Of the dying When she sees her family dismembered The chainsaw starts to mangle, ripping the girl of her own She's awake and screams for her life The sickness of bloody dismemberment unites In the twisted smell of blood and gasoline

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 12, 2026

Pounded skulls and their smashed bones remain Still hear them scream - still see them bleed When you enter these tombs of the mutilated Blood!!! Pestilence and plague Death!!! Their final destination Beneath the bones lies the altar of sacrifice Still hear them scream - still see them bleed When you see these rites carved in stone Blood!!! Pestilencе and plague Death!!! Their final dеstination Demonic souls and the priest of abomination Staring through your eyes - staring to your mind In these chambers where you belong Blood!!! Pestilence and plague Death!!! Their final destination Awaits!! Beneath their bones Awaits!! Beneath their bones!!!

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 12, 2026

Head apart from the torso Flesh apart from the bones Decapitation of freshly killed victim Meat market sells flesh To the people so blind Coming from Hannover's butcher's factory Courteous Strong Attractive Lethal Fritz strangles and bites to the Adam's apple Confusion gets victim to scream Werewolf eating the throat The bloodlust, murderous rampage And this the Haarmann's dream coming true An orgasm Through the taste Of blood Intoxicating Never ends Apartment of horror is sеcluded from eyes of powеrless authorities They know nothing, numerous corpses are rotting for good in the area 27 children have been kidnapped and vanished for all eternity And the people don't know that they ate their own beloved children Sentenced to die 24 times Not enough to end the dread

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 12, 2026

People disappearing all over the city And horror raises to humans' mind Body parts found in every trash bag And strange marks written all over them People crying in their churches As their children are now eaten But the murderer won't stop sending eyes and legs Of the ugly children he has cutted Moaning and suffering echoes somewhere Wired flesh rotting in a metallic room And after the confusion lasted for many months The hunger of killer is stronger than before Excited by people who say that he's insane He raises the hammer and begins to slay Masterpiece of a morbid mind Will reveal the sickness and soul of man Masterpiece of a morbid mind Is the final rite of insanity Remember how children were weeping? Watching their suffering mothers to burn As they asked you a question Remember where you come from? And the morbid mind just watched the holocaust Thinking that he's the new born Nazarene And the Nazarene is a slave of evil And the Nazarene is a slave of evil Masterpiece of a morbid mind Will reveal the sickness and soul of man Masterpiece of a morbid mind Is the final rite of insanity Rot!!!

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 12, 2026

Remains of Lyusov Biryuk from Novocherkassk Maimed and smothered in a ditch Eyes carved out, stabbed to death Russian desolation Insane celebration Decomposition Eyeball waste And the sickness emerges from nothingness To create an beautiful artwork of murder The Rostov ripper is hungry for blood He says that they deserve it They don't need to breathe "I will gain my pleasure by knife and rope As they did for him Disfigured, brutally consumеd Mental isolation Abhorrent deprivation Human lifе has no meaning to me" Decomposition And the sickness emerges from nothingness To create an beautiful artwork of murder The Rostov ripper is hungry for blood

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 12, 2026

The world through the eyes of a murderer Twisted faces that pray to be mutilated A memory is haunting his mind Like every young boy dreaming of horror He wrote those words in blood Took a hammer and smashed his parents skulls to pieces He has born in a place where bodies are melting And sick voices command to do sick things And scissors awaited for me every night to be caressed He forced you to see him him mutilating bodies and eat their livers The sick mind is burning in a room made of flesh He is a sinner And preys to be eaten alive in the depths of his heart and mind The victims of an innocent, young boy's mind Every night they hear Voices of the dead and damned Haunting every movement you will ever make You will burn Blood streaming down the stairs Mass executions are not in the history Let out the whip of execution in me In me... Terrible nightmares and hallusinations ruin their lives The spirit of murderer will never stop to chase you You will suffer There's no one to help you The sick flesh cannot be imprisoned And the more you fear him, the more you suffer And everything will end up in laughter The litte boy destroying your body And raising your head on his hands You see your own body split wide open And a myriad of rats eating all of your liver The spirit of murderer will never stop to chase you Voices of the dead and damned Haunting every movement you will ever make You'll never die Blood streaming down the stairs Mass executions are not in the history Let out the whip of execution in me In me... He runs in a frozen labyrinth from victim to another

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 12, 2026

Niis, zamran ciaofi caosgo, od blidrs od cors i ta abramig! Welcome to the game of death Rotten state of mind Disqusting, most heinous you have done Molestation of the child-corpses... How could you? How could you? Nightmare Stripped body of the hopeful one He thought he would be saved But Jeffrey had other plans for him Indulged the boy into the game of death Sodomized and strangled, the little angel She thought she would be taken into paradise Dismembered and consumed, head boiled Now, the skull part of the collection Real death Boiled flesh in a jar Horrifying meatectoplasma Souvenir of the serial killer Sicknessmade masterpiece Masterpiece Prototype of antihuman I wish, I really fuckin' wish That they are necropedophiles, and you are the victim

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 12, 2026

Rotten practise - deserted and out of use It has been closed for decades But by nightfalls, when the doctor arrives He carries in ther victim and the tools for the torment Meat is kicking - the victim is still alive Now the doctor's gonna teach you Hold still, this won't take long It is for the thrill of the kill The screams the blood - to be a god I practise the art of torture And I order you suffering Explore the flesh, study the bones of the dead Rape the corpse, in the pool of her blood It is for the thrill of the kill The screams the blood - to be a god I practise the art of torture And I order you suffering Rotten practise is now full of life A training ground for the doctors deadly art Sit back and enjoy - this won't take long It is for the thrill of the kill The screams the blood - to be a god I practise the art of torture And I order you suffering Mental gore disciple answers his calling Drill symphony, dead notes fill the room In the house were art is dead!

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 12, 2026

Dealing with the dead more than with the living Cutting their skin, it's nothing new for him No social life with the outside world Distant with living human beings As years go by this harden mind begins to scatter Only the deceased are his partners... And his lovers And when the lights go dim He begins his grim rituals Again from his mind awakes this shameless beast All pure thoughts are gone It's time to feast It's time to shed their cold blood The dead... they don't hate me The dead... they don't resist me They do exactly what I desire They do it exactly when I desire And how I desire They thought I am out of my mind Well they don't think anymore They are here right by my side Your eyes are so beautiful When they are glazed like that They have so many stories to tell Let me just dig them out so I Can remember you Your skin is s odelicant Let me just cut a slice out of it You dont need it anymore The dead... they don't hate me The dead... they don't resist me They do exactly what I desire They do it exactly when I desire And how I desire

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 12, 2026

The famine is overhelming in Colombia On the cold streets in 1957 Betrayed and left to be sodomized A surreal state of appaling life Prison Illusions swept away Anger In enormous dimensions Revenge For raping one's mind for ever Emptiness Apocalyptic sense of hate in his appearance Over the edge of tolerance No one is safe from the terror Floods unvocering cadavers of missing persons Rottеn so bad that there’s no chance to know how thеy died Putrefaction caused by sewage And the next victim waiting for The sunrise of Ambato Staring to the eyes And strangling to death The monster of the Andes And his massive killing capacity The divine moment of suffocation Would be a waste in darkness The spark of life suddenly disappears For one's gratification Mass grave Feasting among the dead Alive One is still breathing 5 Minutes to die Hell (on earth) She is a part of a morbid circus Over the edge of tolerance No one is safe from the terror Floods unvocering cadavers of missing persons Rotten so bad that there's no chance to know how they died Putrefaction caused by sewage And the next victim waiting for The sunrise of Ambato Staring to the eyes And strangling to death The monster of the Andes And his massive killing capacity The killing never ends

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 12, 2026