Bloodgore

Experiments On Flesh

Bloodgore


I see the fright in her eyes 
Flesh is so smooth, tender & sweet 
With scalpel in hand, I will desecrate 
Evisceration for experimental causes 

Pulling out the entrails 
Warm blood flowing from the wounds 
Rip the skin- Laceration 
Innards lying, organs severed 
No hope for recovery 

My work is done 
On my table she is sacrificed