Selling limbs from a bag was always my forte; I get my stock for perverted clients   This is my store   Thrust my rotting member deep inside her oozing gash, pushing deeply   Pushing deep, as deep as I can, feeling blood squelch against my cock   I like the feel of the worms against my shaft   Fuck my stock, just for fun, just for kicks   I like the feel of the worms wriggling on my cock   Found my victim in the streets, told her body I needed it   Then down in my basement I carved her   Storing her parts in jars for my clients   I drained her blood, so to embalm   Death gets me off   I am sick and I cum bile