Psychotic Delusions

Etched upon each vein, tightly bound within, stench of decay begins. Innocent minds lost, sink drown in my bloody misery. Silent screams mouthed, as muted tongues gag, each second utter agony. Swirls of fear, twist round their thoughts, cutting jagged into sanity. Once delicious gore maims their trust, i bask in the pure decadence, of their completed insanity. For where demons tread, their path I follow, inflicting psychotic delusions, on those that would not bow.