Tightly tied to a wooden bed
Twisted thoughts run through my head
A sharpened blade, I push it in

Red blood quickly covers my skin
I feel the !@($'s climax mount
Blood and### mix on the ground

Aborted butcherer, I torture myself
Looking at partners on the shelf
Carved innards are starting to smell

My wasted body is usless now
Picking up the butcher knife
pusing it forth with all my might

Blood drips down it's harder to see
Staining red my colourless skin
Feeling faint I start to fall

Shoot my load untill it's gone

Stab in the chest

Cut with a knife
Fluids gush out
Ending my life