Tire Iron Emblugeonment

Lost morals is all I have as explanations for my recent behaviors
In some situations I would stalk, but recently, I can't hold back

Any Scenario
Think I haven't done it?
Let me tell you about an act of violence known as Tire Iron Emblugeonment
Any victim of my choice
The last thing they hear is my disturbing tone of voice

Tire Iron grasped, adreneline pumping
I have the extreme urge to mash something
Your face the perfect object
Swift blow
Cold steel cracking your skull
Relentlessly smashing the skull of this victim
Lifeless body i hold in place, damn this motherfucker ain't even got a face
The blood spray hits my face so i get a taste, which enlightens my curiousity for cannibalism
Seeing your brains on the pavement, i know now
This was much more than a quick kill for a thrill
Consuming the cranial release; a taste like no other
Continuously beating ligaments till they separate from this now delapitated torso
Blood pouring, body smashed, bones broke
This stupid motherfucker thought my hatred was some kind of a joke
Left there for the police to find, a decaying piece of human carnage
Unrecognizable on the pavement