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Friendship is Tragic
01:58
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Playful ponies dance through Steven's mind- Fluttershy
Her little wings to tempting to his lustful eye
A 2D fantasy must achieve a 3D outcome
So he breaks into the barn under the cloak of nightfall
Grasping his cock in turgid anticipation
Pony pussy his only goal, farmer's consternation
His gaze wanders to a tempting cream-colored beast
With rounded flanks and well-coiffed mane begging for his release
Hands brush a throbbing sheath of meat
Steven's eyes widen in disbelief
A horny snort announces intent
The beast's erection begins to extend
Pinned down in shit-strewn hay
Steven makes his last mistake
Attempts to resist becoming a bitch
Can't crawl away while his rectum rips
Vomiting, gasping for his breath
The brony makes a last request
Choking on blood, spitting his words
"Try not to cum on my Applejack t-shirt!"
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Loved ones weeping at the funeral
Cry despair at mortality's advances
Fear not for his soul, for it belongs to God
Far from this wretched world, engulfed in paradise
Had they only known, their anguish would unfold
And consume their hearts in endless night
As the priest said, hell is empty
But all the sinful dead
They lay with me
They lay with me
Each victim I've claimed
Severed their ties to divinity
Separated from God's gaze
Eternally blind to their suffering
Blind to their suffering
Haunt the living
Punish the dead
In moments of weakness
I find those who live on
Panic-stricken
With endless nightmares
Of the torture of their sons
Clutching feebly at rosaries
Inculcating themselves with divine grace
But in the darkest parts of the night
Their pain doesn't end at the resting place
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Forgive me Lisa, there's a monster inside me
Coming out, coming out
Ever since our daughter's first menses
Since that night so long ago her birth first stole you from me
I've come to notice the resemblance so striking
Long legs
And a teasing figure
Draws my gaze
Don't let it linger
But her auburn hair reminds me of such
Nights of passion we shared in younger days
Desperate for companionship
A woman's touch to replace your own
Like it's you calling from your untimely grave
Forgive me Lisa, her tender body
Proves itself too much to bear
Forgive me Lisa, there's a monster inside me
Now come out, now come out
Ever since I came home this evening
No more resistance to these common urges
My final crimes
No cross to bear
To any officers reading this letter
Don't check the bedroom
Don't check the bedroom
Don't check the bedroom
Don't check the bedroom
Don't check the bedroom
Don't check the bedroom
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4. |
Ballgag Bandits
03:12
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Three outlaw daddies with expensive taste
The ball gag bandits need a bigger take
Safe deposit boxes filled with dildos and whips
Set to case the state's bank off an associate's tip
Niles, the crossdresser with safecracking skills
Bruce, the marksman baby with diapers to fill
Stefan, the leather daddy with the getaway truck
The three armed and prepped and ready to fuck
"Bruce, you know I need a new Gucci bag!"
Cries Niles as he dresses in drag
"Oh Niles, your taste in fashion I do quite deplore,
"But off Stefan's tip tonight you know we'll even the score!"
Shotguns readied as they kick the door in
Buckshot unloaded in a teller's quim
"That's just the first, ladies, if you don't tell us where
The vault is, don't want your blood to fuck up my hair!"
Three more are gunned down before they give up the codes
A couple more are blown away, teach them not to be bold
"The jig is up, faggots!" they hear from outside
It seems the local cops have finally arrived
"No need to be so homophobic," Stefan declares
"We're just getting started, cocksuckers, come upstairs!"
A whole SWAT team found dismembered and gangbanged
Choked to death on sperm or skullfucked, call them lame-brained
By the time backup arrived they were long gone
Their rampage wasn't over, this wasn't the bandits' swan song
Blacklights exposed to marked bills
Traces of semen found, evidence of the kills
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The Patriarch's Dilemma
03:00
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Horror laid bare in his crippled seed
The answer is clear: no need to breed
The counselor's downcast eyes
Told the whole story
Hereditary flaws discontinued lineage
On the ride home, his wife wailed, sobbing
Motherhood denied by her mate's withered body
He was silent while she was wracked with tears
Acknowledging inferior genetics
In a moment, her sorrow turned to rage
She screamed, "Why can't you just be a fucking man!"
Later in his study, drunk, bourbon turns to a plan
Tina from work eight months deep, can barely stand
"Anything for you, my dear," he takes the knife in his hand
Kicking in the backdoor
"Daddy's home!"
Tina attempts to escape, hobbled by her weight
Flipped on her back she defecates, expecting a rape
Horrific truth sets in, as with a grin
He lifts up her shirt and makes the initial incision
Corpse disposed, crime scene cleaned
His newborn son he holds tenderly
Late at night he returns with his bounty
Wife gently cradles the infant
"Oh daddy, he's got your eyes!"
Blood smears her face from the kisses
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Child Sized Coffins
02:14
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Bradley's tiny body glared pale under flourescent lights
Four years old, run over, father forced to identify
His only son, his child, his one and only pride
Driver found not guilty of vehicular homicide
As he left the court, Michael's thoughts burned
Michael's guts churned, Michael's feelings turned
From anguish to animosity
Crippled by despair, justice not served
A trial not worth the lingering hurt
Caused by his enemy
A reporter's interrogative forces a cognitive process
To emerge in Michael's fractured psyche
"Other men might seek revenge," Michael finally comprehends
What he must do to regain his sanity
Distracted, mournful
His infinite pain obliterating all morals
Blank-eyed stare at the funeral director
Discussing payment plans on child size coffins
Tracked down his home
From court records
Tightening the grip on his revolver
Michael breaks and enters
"Please kill me," he mumbles with the gun to his head
"I can't bear the nightmares, please do what's right."
Michael dropped the gun, understanding the curse
The two men, weeping, clutched each other til night
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Malformative Malpractice
02:37
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Dr. Morales, PHD, accreditation unconfirmed
Let go from the hospital for stealing morphine reserves
Has started a new practice of questionable propriety
Transfiguring the human form in ways beyond reality
Hack, slash, transform human trash
Invert internal organs, replace their eyes with glass
Bind, grind, DNA redefined
Prostitutes and hobos turned to horrors of mankind
One poor whore with screams that go ignored
Genitals inverted and replaced with ripping thorns
A homeless alcoholic taken from his cardboard box
Given writhing tentacles which deliver fatal shocks
Malformative
The doctor is in
Barbarous medical malpractice
Cultivates mutated strains of
Monstrosities heretofor unseen by
Mankind
Wading through the offal of decayed and rotting prototypes
His senses burn at the sting of
Putrefying cadavers littering the recesses of his
Workshop
A sudden crashing from upstairs
The doctor knows his time is up
Burning research documents to hide the awful truth
Smashing the skulls of
Recent experimental subjects
Testament to a hideous, misspent youth
"Why would you do this!?"
The officer screams
"For science, my good man!
To advance the human race... it's up to us to lead!"
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8. |
The Garbage Man
02:54
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They call me the garbage man
The loathsome reprobate
Tell your sons and daughters
I'm the scourge of Tampa Bay
Personal info I deviantly excavate
Grave robber to bank jobber from day to day
Police sketches reveal only twisting shadows
Witnesses minds go blank when corroborating pertinent info
A supernatural force obsessed with rape and murder
A lair of bones beneath the city's dump uncovered
Journey
Into the mind of waste
The land of human terror
Infinite necroscape
He waits
Police assemble a lineup of supposed victims
Drawn from jails and psychiatric wards
One by one they tell their tales of murder
A list of hideous crimes, the body count soars
A young jogger says she was kidnapped and raped for years
A fetal abductor says his wife's eyes flickered and seared
A murderous father says his daughter and wife were the same
A mad doctor says his victims felt no pain
They call me the garbage man
The loathsome reprobate
Tell your sons and daughters
I'm the scourge of Tampa Bay
Personal info I deviantly excavate
Grave robber to bank jobber from day to day
No witnesses can provide meaningful statements
Reduced to gibbering messes when probed for information
The only thing each killer can corroborate:
They heard him whispering when they picked up the blade
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