Tightly tied to a wooden bed   Twisted thoughts run through my head   A sharpened blade, I push it in   Red blood quickly covers my skin   I feel the orgasm's climax mount   Blood and Cum mix on the ground   Aborted butcherer, I torture myself   Looking at partners on the shelf   Carved innards are starting to smell   My wasted body is usless now   Picking up the butcher knife   pusing it forth with all my might   Blood drips down it's harder to see   Staining red my colourless skin   Feeling faint I start to fall   Shoot my load untill it's gone      Stab in the chest   Cut with a knife   Fluids gush out   Ending my life