Слова:
Maniac Butcher Creation

No God But man Creator ot God In his own image Man's longing tor control Fear from liability for his acts Creation of God for cases of failure Every

stalactites made of flesh Festooned with innards Gaining life, sentient place The stone walls breathe Hungry soul, it can think A genuine living hell Created by the butcher

crunched into skeletal splinters A cubicle of soul-numbing terror Implements within turn pepole into scarlet mulch A contraption created from my maniacal

crunched into skeletal splinters A cubicle of soul-numbing terror Implements within turn pepole into scarlet mulch A contraption created from my maniacal