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A relapse of my body
Sends my mind into multiple seizures
Psychologically a new human being
One that has never been

Cursed by the shaman his voodoo spell has my soul
My limbs go numb
I can't control my own thought
Are his now
his evil consuming me
ever telling me
begin the clit carving

Slowly turning me, into a flesh eating zombie
Knowing this spell can only be broken
by the vaginal skins of young women
I proceed to find the meat
their bleeding cunts will set me free
Warmth seeping from this
Body
Rotted
After I sucked the blood from her ass

I feel more alive
more alive than I've ever been
Even though now I'm dead within

My mouth drools
As I slice your perinium
My body smeared
With the guts I've extracted
through her hole, came swollen organs
cunnilingus with the mutilated

My spirit returned from the dead
Released by the priest
but I felt more real
when I was dead

The curse is broken
I have a dependence on vaginal skin
It's become my sexual addiction
I must slit, the twitching clit
Rotted cavity hold the juice

Between the legs, I love to carve
My cock is dripping with her blood
A relapse of my body   Sends my mind into multiple seizures   Psychologically a new human being   One that has never been       Cursed by the shaman his voodoo spell has my soul   My limbs go numb   I can't control my own thought   Are his now   his evil consuming me   ever telling me   begin the clit carving       Slowly turning me, into a flesh eating zombie   Knowing this spell can only be broken   by the vaginal skins of young women   I proceed to find the meat   their bleeding cunts will set me free   Warmth seeping from this   Body   Rotted   After I sucked the blood from her ass       I feel more alive   more alive than I've ever been   Even though now I'm dead within       My mouth drools   As I slice your perinium   My body smeared   With the guts I've extracted   through her hole, came swollen organs   cunnilingus with the mutilated       My spirit returned from the dead   Released by the priest   but I felt more real   when I was dead       The curse is broken   I have a dependence on vaginal skin   It's become my sexual addiction   I must slit, the twitching clit   Rotted cavity hold the juice       Between the legs, I love to carve   My cock is dripping with her blood