Nothing Left To Mutilate

As I walk behind her, her scent trails me 

What is it that draws me nearer, what could it be? 

Once I was normal among the sheep 

Now I'm immoral, in the night I creep 



Searching for the one, 21, she will run from the gleam of my blade, she has strayed 

She will pay with the only life that she knows 

Captured by the gender she loathes 



Now she is tied, terrified, set aside 

As I prepare, she stares, as 

I tear at the garment she hides behind 

Her young flesh is so divine 



One final deed, she will plead, I proceed 

Satisfying my urge, I will scourge, as I surge

through her hallowed feminine domain 

From her young body, I can't abstain 



Lifeless she now lies, now untied, I defile 

Carefully scoring her skin, I begin from within 

Removing her organs inspected 

Still nothing detected 



One way to achieve 

The info I need 

Continuing to cleave



Gradually consumed 

She was foredoomed 

Body one big wound 



Now I am through, as I chew on the few pieces that remain 

of the brain, nothing gained, I continue my 

searching in the night for the one who fulfills my plight 



Searching for the one, 21, she will run from the gleam of my blade, she will pay 

Nothing left to mutilate 

Nothing left to mutilate