acid vat

Disembowel

The frantic clown

kicking down the door

I expel the shrieks from hell

I hide away no more

To push them into acid vats

quickly they start to melt

I chuckle hearing spits and spat

exhilaration felt

I'll tie you all to carousals

riddled with tricks and trap

knifes come slashing down 

and sharp pains rip through your back

enough of this foolish moral game

for this downfall, man I blame

taking whatever, whenever you please

Now I rid this world of your disease

 

Author's Note

pinch of salt.