Blood Leeches
Wails in the witches chamber, dimly lit Where leeches writhe as the patients bleed and submit Bloodied mouths hungering, searching for more To feast on the flesh of the suffering, the sick and the sore Lie still in your bed of woe While blood leeches suck the life out of you Lie still in your bed of woe While blood leeches drain you Blood leeches smell your infected blood Is it the sickness or the leeches churning your gut? Their foul existence, a gruesome blight An appalling reminder of mortality's plight Receive their embrace, slimy and vile Restoration of the balance of blood, phlegm and bile Blood leeches, grinding teeth Blood leeches, eager to feed Blood leeches, suck on your sickness, bleed Blood leeches, slimy and vile Blood leeches, blood, phlegm and bile Blood leeches, insatiable hunger Blood leeches, bleeding you dry Abdominal intercourse, exploring all crevasses Beyond the boundaries of flesh your body encompasses Their bloated bodies, swollen with gore A grotesque testament of the suffering you bore Blood leeches, grinding teeth Blood leeches, eager to feed Blood leeches, suck on your sickness, bleed Blood leeches, slimy and vile Blood leeches, blood, phlegm and bile Blood leeches, insatiable hunger Blood leeches, bleeding you dry Engorged, digesting with ghastly delight Consumed, excreted, shat out as the taunted, exalted Christ
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Feb 06, 2026