Through the Eyes of a Cannibal
I sit alone, accompanied by none other than the souls of the deceased
Bodies scattered..to and fro
Only to be stepped upon and left unnoticed
Vile death feels my head
I am sick...twisted
I Creep into your soul
Slowly..bloodthirsty
For I have, no guilt, soul, nor heart
Tis only death in wich I take pleasure
I am a tramontane..unnoticed and feared by all
I trescend above all others
For all, fear me
Dare step to me..nor a simple glance
I turn to you...licking the remains of my last meal off my lips
I smile a smile that all know and fear..a smile so viscious and twisted
I drag you..letting the others watch in agonizing pain
Their cries please me
agonistic are you to escape
I divour you....Limb from limb
Leaving you to rot with the others
Fear me..for you can never love me
For all fear me
I am sick...twisted
.....Alone
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