Pathway to Deviance

There is no more pain but so much pleasure's still to gain Once that I've destroyed your life with a cleaver, saw and butcher's knife In my hand a lit Marlboro fag, in your mouth a petrol soaked rag I'd treat you as a friend, I fucking lied, sweating, bastard terrified Burning alive, your execution, as I sharpen my implements of Hell I'm staring at the butchered body, mangled clumps of useless flesh Blood soaked clothes I now wear, I blame you for the fucking mess I thrive from, your execution, as I sharpen my implements of Hell My cleaver glows, one mighty blow (lovely), the bloody gore flows I hack away... horribly, I chop away... morbidly I slice and dice... hungrily

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025

Bleed for me, slice your pulsating artery Take your life, with the edge of a switchblade knife Suffer unto me, I will set you free Commit yourself, you decide, ritualistic suicide For me you die, existence you deny Seconds before death, offer the flesh Feed on you, a fillet from your chest Fat, tissue and meat I must digest Forsake your faith in God, give your flesh, prove your hate Damnation, from the church you abdicate Offer the flesh... rip from the bone Deity of evil... shall be enthroned Offer the flesh... tear muscle apart End your own life to blacken your heart Godless, unholiness Consecrated flesh I bless Spill your blood for me to bathe Taste the darkness, be my slave For me you die, existence you deny Seconds before death...

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025

After offenses of buggery and rape The charges were dropped They returned to their ways "Under the patio" a joke they would phrase Thought of nothing more than a product of bad taste! In pouring rain an archaeological dig Led by suspicion of their own missing kid The second day of searching A human skull revealed Both were arrested... "I didn't kill her!" Two more bodies found Badly decomposed Having laid there for over fifteen years Corpse after corpse... turning up Each part of the house... ripping up Chimney breast was... opened up Oh and the basement floor ha ha One, two, three, four, five bodies The basement floor dug five feet deep Concrete finished nice and neat Forever lost they thought In the cellar, underneath Another one appeared With the aid of machinery Seven, eight and nine were seen

Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025

Fantasies kept for years, cast into the real world Abnormalities of the mind Have turned me into the murderous kind Hung until almost dead, taken down castrated Knocked out with my kosh Die from severe blood loss Dismemberment, necessity To handle my victims easily Hacked into several bits Tossed onto separate skips Gross immorality, I kill for company Beaming at what I see, bloody human carvery Enter (if you dare) my kingdom Into the room in which you'll be done Cry out, praying for your freedom Carved apart, while alive, on your terror, I thrive Dead from shock, all mine, I tear out your spine Barbaric, brutal death, so fucking what? You were a pest Your decomposing remains Fill my cupboards, block my drains

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025

None of us are saints Willing partners I must find I'll visit the clubs looking the part and lock them up in the boot of my car Manhandled whilst playing dead I'll grab a jack and beat it around your head Having nightmares about brutal rape Torture... mutilate Homeless vagrants mainly bent Sexual favors no consent Unconscious gagged and bound Cut up never to be found Investigators plainly see A manhole unsealed mysteriously Descend to the waterline Rotten meat floats in slime A whitish sludge speckled with red Decomposed flesh of the dead The shit house don't flush properly Pipe work clogged with gore

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025

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Y-incised, bled dry on cold white tiles Intravenous pipes cling to flesh, hooks puncture dead tissue Cadaverous skin lifts, gaping wounds dribble clotted pus Ribbed bands of muscle and flesh, ribs I now gnaw... Pungent fumes bellow, from the abdominal cavity Blood and shit all over me, bathroom autopsy Grit my teeth, circular saw enters the head, juice spitting out... Bone dust covers my hands Optic nerves are cut, the brainstem I twist, I rip it out... Heart and lungs in the sink ...Massive skin inundation, facial skin peeled with elastic ease I tear at the scalp, and lick the blood it's so sweet Pre-mortal preparation that I wish to repeat

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025

28th June 1984, mutilated body 79 years old Bedroom walls were covered in her blood Some evil fucker was up to no good! Raped, throat slashed almost decapitated Lying spread-eagled, flat ransacked In this violent world this is just another murder In no time I'll strike again "Please don't shoot me", I can't wait to pull the trigger I am the master i stand over you and give you a vicious kicking And shoot you through the head (you're dead) On your knees, say you love Satan! You know me, don't you? I am the one you read of in the paper You hear about me on TV Help me before they kill me

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025

Masked lunatic run for your life, part of this ferocious game I come at you with a boning knife, eradication is my aim Locked in, a feeling of security, scream out, no-one hears but me Frenzied destruction, I'll batter my way through Twisted determined to fucking get at you Battered, strip naked, anally desecrated Whole body lacerated, life terminated... Ooh, eviscerated, I'm high intoxicated Filleted and slowly masticated.. I knew I'd enjoy you, was it good for you too? I leave no trace of me, no clue to my identity Again a success I walk away With a frosted breath that tells no tale

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025