For his next masterpiece, The Carnographer seeks
A victim to be brutally displayed upon
A canvas of carnage, colorful and picturesque
Laboriously posed for prime carnography
To help satiate an ever growing bloodlust
Tweaked out vagrant selected, lured with kindness
A promise of a full stomach and a night’s rest,
Confidence falsely placed, for soon you will be…
Brutally Bisected…. Brutally Bisected
Split in two….. Split in fucking two.
Brutally Bisected…. Brutally Bisected
Meal laced with rohypnol, consciousness dwindles
Drug downstairs, placed on band saw
Extremities bound, no possibility of moving
Anticipation building, the scene is set
Plastic lined floors and studio lighting
Illuminate my temple of terror and torture
As consciousness returns, heart rate rises
Eyes open to harsh fluorescent lighting
Band saw spotted, whimpers ensue
Petrified and trembling, for soon you will be…..
Brutally Bisected…. Brutally Bisected
Split in two….. Split in fucking two.
Band saw started, terrible noise fills the air
Victim advances slowly, eyes widening
Screams emit, but it matters not
Blade enters skull, viscera flies
Gore spurts forth, quickly covering plastic
Movement ceases, brain is divided
Mouth split, throat cut, saw advances
Thick torrents of arterial spray
Chest cavity cracked, spine severed
Finally, genitalia mutilated and rectum halved
Brutal bisection complete, sections fall to the floor
Each half hung from a meat hook, intestines and organs hang out
Blood drips, bile piles, juices flow
Spatters of bodily matter splatter
Contributing to the ghastly beauty
Portrait done, pictures taken, perfection
Product in hand, admiring his work,
The carnographer masturbates furiously over his victim