Ordure Overdose, inside the Cellar
Is my greatest creation
A being that cannot complain
Speak or shout
Devour its limbs while looking
At me with contempt
Suffocated by fear
A thriller that ran for being kidnapped
Gagged and dismembered
Here is my corner of filthy
Where my pets are humans
Where the screams are incessant
Is the human onahole
Ready to be used for sex
She doesn't speak or complain
A docile and eager doll
Without limbs or teeth for blowjobs
Hung by ropes for kinbaku delight
Her memories devoured
By the infernal abyss she lived through
Screaming in pain as her parts
Fell from her body
Forced to swallow her excrement
And drink her urine
From a human skull
Never they will find it
My pets will stay in the cellar
Caged, smelly and complacent
For the pigs thirsty for sex
And blood, it is never enough
Feminine beauty isunheard of
My onahole wants semen
Her thinking is only sex
Penetrated in all her orifices
To death, cannibalized
When useless, each death
Will be another victim
Hate and contempt
Life is unfair, I make real sex dolls
To the delight of swines
My bitches like smegma
Bring your dick
And they will clean
The smegma of years
Accumulated, feed them shit
Stab what you want
Cut them to pieces
And feed them to the pigs
Wild hardcore sex
With human beings onahole
My creations are to be admired
I do what no one
Is tied to doing, mercilessly
Fuck humans
A female farm with sows
And sexualized cowgirls
Buy your own onahole until you die
The Being Onahole Human
Ordure Overdose