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