only the sound of the cold blade is heard
the pain is lascerating and short
between the spasms of the conscient brain
they sohw me the rotness of my decapitated body
the blood runs off my cut jugular vein
the agony grows in my last instants of life
while i feel the taste of my contaminated blood
that ecapes from my lips complemeting the horror scene
i need pleasure in this short instant of life
sadism manifest itself, i still smile
my life goes through my mind
and my tragic end takes me
to the apex of my necropleasure
the time turns more and morre meager
the fear transformed into obssesion
the pain stays away
and only sarcastic smile
ramains on my face
