black dahlia murder – den of the picquerist lyrics
slicing, stabbing, hacking, maiming,
shredding, severing, rearraging.
mincing, dicing, mutilating,
surp-ssing mere dreams or masturbatings.
flowers of flesh and blood,
enthralling unruptured skin,
an empty easel appalling.
dismemberment is my expression,
this weapon is my s-x phallic.
my every thrust gaining an entrance to the red.
your blood, your blood,
your blood is what i need,
the sight, the smell, the taste of it,
beside myself with glee.
posing your body to humiliate,
beyond recognition my knives perforate,
den of the picquerist.