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Beneath the septic system of the metropolis* |
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Hides a lair of torment and killing |
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An assembly of intertwining tunnels and passages |
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The underground labyrinth leads into a pit |
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Chloroform on a rag, I drag victims into the feeding ground |
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Awakened by the bestial gutturals of starved boars |
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The gates are drawn and the beasts are released into the labyrinth |
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Adrenalin pumps as I watch the boars hunt down the prey |
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Eaten alive by the pack, ripped apart and devoured in minutes |
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Cranial bone crunches as they gnaw on the skull |
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The sound of the teeth scraping on bone gets me high |
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Feasting on cranial seepage |
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Gelatin textured brain matter leaks from the cranium |
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Human scraps are all that remain |
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Plummeting into the depths of the cesspool |
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They descend into the abyss |
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The spikes below split humans in two |
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Fumes from decaying flesh induce vomiting on contact |
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Tortured souls emit blood churning shrieks from the depths |
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Skeletal remains impaled on stakes aging back for decades |
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And sustain for decades to come |