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</>I see no strife beheading them with blade Or rudiment’ry saw. Nor hanging them Within my room by hooks and chains and straps Until they kicked no more, succumbing help- Less, breathless, lifeless to the crushing grip Of strangulation. Words cannot begin To speak my pleasure so profound to see Them languish agonising, though lament I do that weak they are I quickly fill My cup with sweetest honey – no, it will Not do, I must have more. To dine upon Falsetto screams, to drink the wine their cries Excrete does satisfy desire. So young They are, so fresh and delicate – I hold The hope each time that they will give to me My chance and die and suffer not too fast. Torture right and just Befits a crime yet uncommitted – though, Confess I shall, repent I never can. Regret is not a burden that I bear. A murd’rous swine, devil come before Humanity I hear, though they are wrong. Among us is he not, though grinning waits Forever with my soul behind my throne. A pact unbreakable – to break it I Wish not. A treaty made in blacken’d blood Eternal – to curtail it I wish not. In silence drawing rapture from the scene As venom leaves a wound – injecting pain
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