Gored in the Chest

Frightening screams of terror Walking savage killer Hear the footsteps louder Now it's time he slaughters Run, I hear him slowly coming I only hear him breathing Your pulse quickly weakening Run, the devil walks among us He's slowly coming for us All hope has ran out for us He is here now With his chef knife quickly raising There is no hope now As he stabs me Gored in the chest Blood is poured On the floor Chest is gored Weakening they'rе deceased Now I lay hеre left for dead Kills once more Evils born Bodies torn Vengeance reigns For the insane He is on the hunt for blood

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025