Poems...

The Cannibal's Ballad. I love fresh meat and warm blood, I love to tear out living brains, I love to watch the twitching of an eyebrow, I love to embrace other people's entrails. I hate living people, I don't like to eat stale corpses, I hate disgusting children, I love to look at their corpses. A new victim is dying in iron grips, And I hold her neck with my hand. My teeth devour on both temples The hard bone, drenched in bloody saliva. Steel muscles take away unnecessary life, In a death agony, your face contorted; If you believe in God, pray, Soon I will tear out your ribs with your own intestines. I love to eat dried blood On the handle of my axe, I love to cause you suffering, I love to gouge out your eyes. I hate when someone lives nearby, I constantly want to kill someone. I am sure that my inflamed brain will find Someone whose intestines I will gladly tear out. My life consists of murders for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Without physical torture, I cannot communicate with anyone. I am the most disgusting and vile cannibal, Who loves to bathe in the blood of his victims. Daily murders are my main occupation, Compassion and humanism are alien to me. I will never abandon my bloody business, I am always ready to create Sadism.