Recreate a scene of utter gore,
And then place it within my door.
My little experient has just begun,
Now come inside, have some fun.
Don't slip on your way through,
I can't let you die, that won't do.
Don't touch my dear insturments,
You don't know for what those are meant.
Through the first room, a bed once,
Then I came and did what I've done.
Now a dear wanderer sleeps well here,
Never once with nightmare or fear.
It is said that fear is irrational,
Something to be removed from you all.
That's is just what I have just now done,
Removed her fearing mind with my gun.
Next is my old bath, now I use not,
Where myself and my dear neighbor once fought.
I guess, in the end, I did lose my prized antique,
For there he showers as we speak.
But I doubt he is cleaning much nowadays,
Because in a bath of blood he now stays.
I peeled his skin of all its mess and dirt,
And it hangs on a rack just beside his good shirt.
Down the hall, my favorite subject,
Filled with things I decided to inject.
He was rarely silent, with his screaming and pain,
So out came his tongue and his sounds did wain.
Now he stays in his corner waiting to die,
And I feed him and leave him where he lies.
Don't call the police, my I just began my tour,
Now we head down to the ground floor.
Here many wait in the shackles and chains,
Each with their own agonies and pains.
I've had many guests over the curse of my life,
And for each I free them from their own strife.
Here's the pizza that my neighbor once ordered,
Which I took and soon after quartered.
I remember grabbing the pizza I took as well,
No reason to let such good food spoil.
Here is a mailman I once didn't like,
He drove over the nice neighbor kid's bike.
It was flat as a pancake and shredded besides,
And soon taught me how well a human divides.
I believe he is currently depressing,
With the weight over our head stressing.
Next week, I believe I will check him,
To see if he has yet been made thin.
This kennel holds my one animal testee,
To see how well it good get free.
Sadly, it seems, it has lost its fight,
As soon as I took the time to remove its bite.
Now the Rotweiler wimpers and cries,
And wouldn't even hurt these gathering flies.
I hope it passes on its way soon,
It always awakens me with its whines at the moon.
Next from this rack hangs a officer I knew,
And with him I kew just what to do.
He had arrested my friend for peddling his drugs,
And for keeping two guardians, his dear Pugs.
So I hooked up my vacumm and put it to blow,
So the effects of meth he would soon know.
However his body soon gave out,
And I dicided to dissect the poor clout.
Lastly in my collection of my most prized tests,
Is the one I think I like best.
A siamese twin I had once saw,
I watched as slowly taught themselves to crawl.
Children so young I didn't want to harm,
So I lured them in with my dear charm.
I split them apart and recombined them anew,
And now they are one with brains two.
Well, my friend, my house you have passed,
Now for me that package that you have.
Dear deliverer, thank you so much,
And I'm glad none of my tools you touched.
Here is my favorite in easy reach,
The simple knife, its use I will teach.
Split the arm, a single artery,
And watch as the floor soon grows messy.
Split his skull an spill his mind,
And hope that all of its pieces I can find.
Take a saw and off with his feet,
Cutting carefully, don't damage the meat.
NMow remove the organs, so precise and clean,
And polish the eyes to a beautiful gleam.
Put them away to add to my pile,
And carve into him a great big smile.
Toss the extra deep in my pit,
The bodies are piling, I hope it all fits.
Hang him from the rack of my newest toys,
And save him for my later joys.
Take down the old ones that rotted too long,
The odor may soon become far too strong.
The police sirens pierce my ears in full,
It seems they have finally got somebodies call.
Up to the door, a single thing in hand,
I've told many to get off my land.
These stubborn fools with their false values and morals,
When in truth all their souls are already sold.
They tell me to come out so I do as they wish,
And with each step, holding the switch.
Explosives around my house I have lain,
So I might die in a fiery stain.
My legacy shall continue, six more cops will die,
And I will go out with my head held high.
A flcik to the side, fire abounds,
And death scatters all around.
A moment of pain, then all is black,
But I awake to find myself on a bloody stack.
Survival again, I am a god amongst men,
I shall live to kill anoher human yet again!
Prolouge-Public Enemy Number 1
End
Next Installment:
Chapter 1:
A Grave Return
Thu Jan 01, 2009 2:44 pm
