Underground_Network
February 23rd, 2012, 07:45 PM
PLEASE NOTE: THIS IS EXTREMELY VULGAR AND GROTESQUE. IF YOU HAVE A LIGHT STOMACH, DO NOT READ.
Love In The First Degree
Tear my heart right through my chest
And label me obsessed
Because I can’t handle all this stress
It’s like my body is hard-pressed
Against the floor and you’re having me undressed.
But this ain’t sex, it ain’t even close,
It’s torture in the first degree,
This is how to make love really hurt.
Twist my nipple til it turns purple
Pinch the skin of my cheek
Until it starts to tear,
You know you want to destroy me,
Isn’t that why you’re here?
Work your way around my body,
Press each thumb against each eye,
I’ve honestly never felt so numb
Though I’ve never had such a hardcore urge to die.
Just take the stake hanging from a chain around your neck
And push it through my stomach
Cracking rips and tearing flesh,
Drag it upward til my heart’s in two
Like when I learned that I loved you
But you knew I was just another waste
Another male chasing tail
Another body waiting for entrails
To pour out onto the ground
And blood to spew everywhere,
What would love be
Without violence and sex?
You’re killing me quicker
Than it usually takes
For a lover to kill another
But I’m nonetheless impressed.
Rip my cock from its shaft
And sever my ballsack
Let goo pour out
And mix with the blood
Let the texture feel moist
And hard against your palm,
Let the image of my eyes rolling back inside my head
Ease the moment even though my eyes are gone,
Clutched in your left palm,
Just imagine the pain I’m feeling
Since my heart is still a-beat,
Just imagine how I cannot scream
Since you severed my vocal chords,
But don’t you wish you could hear me scream
And call you a dirty whore?
Because clearly I’m that type of guy
Because I showed my interest,
Left a flower at your doorstep
Tried to kiss you at the movies,
Texted you a bit too much
And even wrote you a love poem,
But now my dear we’ve gotten to the point
Where my love hath got me stoned.
But there are no stones
Just blood and broken bones,
And empty sighs and empty moans,
And a body bare, a body unclothed,
A body exposed, now red, green, and tan,
Some other colors mixed in
White and black, blue, and man
I’m in pieces as you take a hacksaw to each leg
At the knee and let the lower legs pop off
And roll around on your floor.
You move up to the arms that stopped flailing
When the butterflies in my stomach
Turned to hornets
And you sever them too
Like you’re severing ties with everything
That ever touched you.
And just when it seems that this is all but a dream,
You begin to tear off my lips with sharp nails
And finish the job with your own teeth,
So much for distancing yourself
From the body that now reeks
Of corpseness and coldness
And deadness and oldness,
Of nothing worth remembering
And everything worth forgetting.
I can see in your eyes
This is not something you’ll be regretting.
And just as I lay, limbless and breathless,
You press your ear to my chest
And listen for a heartbeat,
But within that moment,
You have a Eureka!
You crawl up my body
And realize I can still hear
You whisper something inaudible
And take a pocket knife to each ear,
A slow, painful process,
But babe you make it work,
I must fucking deserve it,
I’m such a fucking jerk.
And then when you’re done
You realize the rotting smell
Is something I can smell myself,
So you take that same knife
To my nose and cut it off
Like you did my clothes,
Then you arbitrarily
Start slitting little V’s
Across my chest and abdomen,
And just when I think it’s over,
The stake is pressed against my chest,
You lower it and tear open my abdomen,
The receding flesh spills out guts
And the contents of last night’s dinner,
Which ended with wine
And you ranting about my being some sort of sinner.
And then just in that moment
I cracked a lipless smile
And you ripped out my intestines
Like there was no fucking tomorrow.
And you pressed them to your lips
Like you were tasting victory,
And I just laid back unseeing
Praying an end to the misery.
But love is never easy
And continuous in each thrust,
So the blade went in again and again
Into a fully emptied stomach.
You tore apart my insides
Like that’s where my inner pride
Must have been hidden.
And you’re anger, babe,
Now I know you weren’t kidding.
Once you’re done desecrating
Every last piece,
Whatever’s left that you forgot
No longer matters to you, to me,
You plunge that stake right into my heart,
And I know that’s just the start
Of our love, which is eternal,
Because babe, love’s fucking hard
But by tearing me apart
So slowly is such an art,
And your dedication is amazing, babe,
I knew you loved me from the start.
Love In The First Degree
Tear my heart right through my chest
And label me obsessed
Because I can’t handle all this stress
It’s like my body is hard-pressed
Against the floor and you’re having me undressed.
But this ain’t sex, it ain’t even close,
It’s torture in the first degree,
This is how to make love really hurt.
Twist my nipple til it turns purple
Pinch the skin of my cheek
Until it starts to tear,
You know you want to destroy me,
Isn’t that why you’re here?
Work your way around my body,
Press each thumb against each eye,
I’ve honestly never felt so numb
Though I’ve never had such a hardcore urge to die.
Just take the stake hanging from a chain around your neck
And push it through my stomach
Cracking rips and tearing flesh,
Drag it upward til my heart’s in two
Like when I learned that I loved you
But you knew I was just another waste
Another male chasing tail
Another body waiting for entrails
To pour out onto the ground
And blood to spew everywhere,
What would love be
Without violence and sex?
You’re killing me quicker
Than it usually takes
For a lover to kill another
But I’m nonetheless impressed.
Rip my cock from its shaft
And sever my ballsack
Let goo pour out
And mix with the blood
Let the texture feel moist
And hard against your palm,
Let the image of my eyes rolling back inside my head
Ease the moment even though my eyes are gone,
Clutched in your left palm,
Just imagine the pain I’m feeling
Since my heart is still a-beat,
Just imagine how I cannot scream
Since you severed my vocal chords,
But don’t you wish you could hear me scream
And call you a dirty whore?
Because clearly I’m that type of guy
Because I showed my interest,
Left a flower at your doorstep
Tried to kiss you at the movies,
Texted you a bit too much
And even wrote you a love poem,
But now my dear we’ve gotten to the point
Where my love hath got me stoned.
But there are no stones
Just blood and broken bones,
And empty sighs and empty moans,
And a body bare, a body unclothed,
A body exposed, now red, green, and tan,
Some other colors mixed in
White and black, blue, and man
I’m in pieces as you take a hacksaw to each leg
At the knee and let the lower legs pop off
And roll around on your floor.
You move up to the arms that stopped flailing
When the butterflies in my stomach
Turned to hornets
And you sever them too
Like you’re severing ties with everything
That ever touched you.
And just when it seems that this is all but a dream,
You begin to tear off my lips with sharp nails
And finish the job with your own teeth,
So much for distancing yourself
From the body that now reeks
Of corpseness and coldness
And deadness and oldness,
Of nothing worth remembering
And everything worth forgetting.
I can see in your eyes
This is not something you’ll be regretting.
And just as I lay, limbless and breathless,
You press your ear to my chest
And listen for a heartbeat,
But within that moment,
You have a Eureka!
You crawl up my body
And realize I can still hear
You whisper something inaudible
And take a pocket knife to each ear,
A slow, painful process,
But babe you make it work,
I must fucking deserve it,
I’m such a fucking jerk.
And then when you’re done
You realize the rotting smell
Is something I can smell myself,
So you take that same knife
To my nose and cut it off
Like you did my clothes,
Then you arbitrarily
Start slitting little V’s
Across my chest and abdomen,
And just when I think it’s over,
The stake is pressed against my chest,
You lower it and tear open my abdomen,
The receding flesh spills out guts
And the contents of last night’s dinner,
Which ended with wine
And you ranting about my being some sort of sinner.
And then just in that moment
I cracked a lipless smile
And you ripped out my intestines
Like there was no fucking tomorrow.
And you pressed them to your lips
Like you were tasting victory,
And I just laid back unseeing
Praying an end to the misery.
But love is never easy
And continuous in each thrust,
So the blade went in again and again
Into a fully emptied stomach.
You tore apart my insides
Like that’s where my inner pride
Must have been hidden.
And you’re anger, babe,
Now I know you weren’t kidding.
Once you’re done desecrating
Every last piece,
Whatever’s left that you forgot
No longer matters to you, to me,
You plunge that stake right into my heart,
And I know that’s just the start
Of our love, which is eternal,
Because babe, love’s fucking hard
But by tearing me apart
So slowly is such an art,
And your dedication is amazing, babe,
I knew you loved me from the start.