Hordes summon through her guts
I paint the pentagram
With bloody juice of her vagina
Praises to lord Satan
Her fingers I remove as she screams
I fill her p**y with my vile streams
I saw her armpits and groins
A s**y torso is what I leave
I burn the eyes with candle wax
I suffocate her with goat sh**
I stick the inverted cross between her legs
Now she is a pool of viscera and dregs